Holy Thursday 1996 - in memoriam

It came today...

the call that I had dreaded

that one of my true loves was dead.

He was gone and no longer with me

He was with You.
 It is only fitting.

He had loved you so and

served you with his life.

A priest in the order of Melchisidek

A man humble and often broken

his life stripped of its pride

and yet his heart bleeding forth with love

in the image of his redeemer

touching and healing the hearts of so many

especially those broken like him.

He loved the world and all its lands

not for the places but for the people

He saw the wonder in Your gifts

especially when man used his ability to be creator too.

He loved the subtle and gregarious alike

and yet suffered fools poorly.

Always wanting people to be their better selves.

(for "Unkie" - Fr. Albert  A. Mark)

Copyright © 1996

Holy Thursday April 13, 1995

The Garden   

As I feel my pain and restlessness,

 questioning if I am doing your will,

I wonder, Lord, Where is the grace?
And then I realize

 that you got off your knees.

I feel betrayed

and the pain makes me want to escape.

So I turn to you,

not to join with you,

 but to have you fix it and take the pain away.

And as I think of the enormity of your pain and suffering,

I wonder how you got off your knees.

Copyright © 1995

Holy week: II Monday 1994

In the Center

I took a bold step tonight.

I entered the throne room unannounced.

I didn’t wait patiently for You to come to me.

I strolled in as casually as my cat would,

to do nothing more than to inspect Your face up close as she does mine,

to stare at You and greet You just because You are You.

You asked if there was anything I wanted

and I said no I just wanted to gaze in your face.

You seemed to enjoy this greatly-looming up gigantically

as if laughing with pleased glee.

Then in all your glory

you gently peeled away my pain, and

reminded me that my fear was only a false shell,

and that,

here,

in the center,

there is only you and I,

honest and one.

Copyright © 1994

Holy week I Monday March, 28, 1994

I AM

One day I asked God, “Who am I?”

In time, God responded:

You are a storyteller, reciting a tale of a great love,

a singer, weaving songs of hope and faith,

a redeemer, seeing the good so deeply hidden.

You are a lover, seeking only the best

for your beloved.

a tiger, holding tight to what you believe

and a lion, roaring fiercely on behalf of the beloved.

You are a child, marveling at my wonders,

admiring my finger painted sunsets.

you are an artist, capturing my love in a new form;

a sprite dancing on the lightness of love.

a teacher, guiding others along the way.

When God finished, I asked

“ I am all of these?”

And God answered :

“You were made in my image and likeness”

Copyright © 1994

Holy Thursday 1993

I was weary. I gave up. I decided for you.

And then, I was changed,

enveloped by your presence.

It was as if the world fell away like stage flats

and it was dark and I could not see you.

I could only feel you, as if

I was warmly wrapped in black velvet.

The wall fell down and there is darkness.

I am enfolded. It is warm

and yet there is light in the darkness,

diffused and sparkling, - all around me.

I am within you and you are within me.

I realize that this is the center of my being.

It is where I live,

it is what I am.

Within the darkness

a diamond

burning orange

surrounds the blackness.

There is form where before there was none.

Enclosing but not limiting

There is freedom and boundary.

Together as we are -

the same, yet different.

Copyright © 1993

Holy Thursday 1992

I can still feel it -that Holy Thursday night.

One moment,

I was in church surrounded by others

and then I was alone

and you were there.

It was as if the world had physically cracked and fallen away.

There was nothing else but you and I

in a very quiet and real place.

We talk about reality, but it is only real with You.

                                                  Virginia M. Blasi

Copyright © 1992