The presence of God does not end
Especially at the Eucharist
For the Host Most Holy
Is the beginning and the end

May the Lord of Hosts
Lead you to
His Presence
In one another
In the Universe
In you


Loss 2

First some perspective
Feeling ostracized
Is no different
Than the death of a loved one
However to the one left alone
All their loved ones died
Such that without love
There truly is nothing left

But when poustiniks pray
They should remember the forgotten
Before they lose themselves

The joy is only found
When the pain is offered

We found it together
Through the cross
Through the death
Through the resurrection


O What A Day

What a day of love
Despite evil afflictions
O what a day of love
When sanctification came our way
O what a day of joy
When salvation came as a child
Had we known they would crucify him
Would we have kept him hidden?
Some things are kept hidden
In plain view for you
Yet a True Life in God we live
And undeserving of every reward
The reward that Jesus promised he did
Oh my heart beats like his own
Deification comes
It comes sooner than you expect
Do pray out of love
O what a day of love
My heart sings it true

Whole Host

I had a vision today
I was before the Throne of God
That was surrounded by all the Saints
Surrounded by all the Angels
I appeared before all of Heaven
And the whole host cheered with praise
I felt unworthy
I was nothing before the Lord
The Throne was empty before I appeared
So I asked the Lord for His Presence
The Almighty Father appeared and He was also Jesus
I prostrated myself before Him
Saw His Feet and asked
Am I worthy to untie your sandals
He said, “You are”
As I removed first His left sandal
I saw His wounds
The scabs were large so I wept tears of Joy
At the worthiness He gave
I kissed his feet and my tears flowed
Onto His feet
As untied His right sandal
My tears flowed onto the wound from the nail
And the wound started to shrink and heal

Santa is a false god

**** Spoiler Alert ****

I remember
When Christmas Eve
Was full of wonder and belief
At the birth of Jesus – a baby
Not just a baby
But God made fragile divine

Yes, fragile
Which it is why Santa’s foot
Crushed the stable
Before the warm hearth
And the world celebrated it
Celebrated destruction
That is not love

Your sin is letting this false god
Prey on the greed of children
Turning them into heathens
Because they were all lied to
And continue to be

So the Mother of God
Took her child and flew
Away from this apostasy
To crush the head of Satan
Once and for all

Wondering at

My prophesying has been tested
My prophecies have come to pass
I am nobody really
juat a lower case alpha and omega

Remember, there is always mercy
Ask for grace Our Lord will give it
If wrath comes
It was because of your ignorance
Not because of my warnings

My eyes are growing dim
Which means the time is very near
As the lack of love
Allows for a thick blanket of death
For the asleep

A New Heaven and New Earth await
What are you waiting for?

Love is Dying

Love itself is dying
And about to truly die
Do you not feel the blood shed pangs?

And no one cares enough
For if they did for this unworthy vessel
They would let me out
Of this evil prison

Instead they keep me longer
My only way out
Is to LIE
I would rather DIE