Love has good manners and does not pursue selfish advantage. It is not touchy. It does not keep account of evil or gloat over the wickedness of other people. On the contrary, it is glad with all good men
when truth prevails.
(1 Corinthians 13:5-6 J.B. Phillips)
Offering some prayers of devotion to our Beloved Savior:
You Offer Me Life
You offer me patience, when I am edgy.
You offer me kindness, when I am cantankerous.
You offer me mercy, when I am rude.
You offer me modesty, when I am smug.
You offer me a way out, when I am selfish.
You offer me repentance, when I am resentful.
You offer me a change of heart, when I’m irritable.
You offer me an eraser, when I tally up wrong.
You offer me a song, when I want to pout.
You offer me love, when I want to hide.
Snow Day Predicted
I love you, O my God . . .
You are my snow day, my warmth.
You fill me with expectation
as I wait for the promised snow
that will stop the city for a day,
then melt away.
For this moment let me watch and pray,
as the snowflakes float to the earth; covering,
echoing birth,
muffling death’s dirge.
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