Good Morning Creator

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Good Morning Creator

Well-Spring of Life

You are my Master.

 

I grow in love for you

Your Word was made true

Compassionate, beloved, multiplied.

 

Good Day also to The Son

Loving Jesus, daily bread wholesome

The Body of my breast. 

 

Fed like the four-thousand

I offer your service returned

Today, make it something profound.

 

Of us, in service,

We pray.

 

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Blessed if we Remain

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Why do we leave blind?

Why do we leave love behind?

 

What do we expect to find?

A unicorn Divine? 

 

Why do we fight?

When love is right

 

We must be kind

Disclose our sight

 

Reveal what is seen

Not the enemy;

A cold heart

Never ripened

 

But a warm heart

God’s light;

From the eye

Within the temple

 

Love’s shrine

Beneath the chapel

 

Blessed is the reign

Home’s loving remains.

 

 

Why I am a Mystic

A mystic is in love with God.

 

That is in whichever sense of Deity may be appropriate to him or her.

It is not merely an instinct or an emotional response. It is an infinite love.

Love is not purely emotional, it is abstract and transcendent and lasting; emotions come and go and instinct flickers.

But God is at the bottom, inside of us, underneath our being in the world, and therefore incredibly deep, without comparison or compromise.