Be Fruitful

 

Verbo Encarnado

 

Emmanuel Godo

 

Prayer & Wealth

 Folded hands signify being bound; even more, it seems to me: between folded hands there's no more room for anything else -- even for something that is just coming into being. But when the hands separate again after prayer, perhaps LORD, you can entrust them with something as a proof that everything comes from You. 

 The more Love one gives away the richer one becomes. Wealth finally becomes limitless, in fact, only when it has become naked poverty.

. . .

when The Crown of Thorns

becomes

The Crown of GOD's KISSES 

🔷 ⚜️ 🔷

Rabia of Basra

 

O my Lord,

the stars glitter

and the eyes of men are closed.

Kings have locked their doors

and each lover is alone with his love.

Here, I am alone with You.

"Women in Praise of The Sacred", edited by Jane Hirshfield, 1995

Joseph Mary Plunkett

"I See His Blood Upon The Rose"

I see His blood upon the rose

And in the stars the glory of His eyes,

His body gleams amid eternal snows,

His tears fall from the skies.

I see His face in every flower;

The thunder and the singing of the birds

Are but His voice -- and carven by His power,

Rocks are His written words.

All pathways by His feet are worn,

His strong Heart stirs the ever - beating sea.

His crown of thorns is twined with every thorn,

His Cross is every tree.

"The Golden Book of Catholic Poetry" edited by Alfred Noyes - J.B. Lippincott Company, New York, NY 1946