DIVINE SACRAMENT

 

I sought Your promised grace today

Asking for the words You had to say.

They fell with ease from Your tongue

Coated gently with holy love.

My heart was opened,

The heavens wept,

Our union, a divine sacrament. 

- CATHRYNE ALLEN  

(Art: Serene Meditation by Ivan Guaderrama)

WALK WITH ME

 

"The word 'disciple' comes from the Latin 'discipulus', a learner. A disciple of Christ is one who is learning to be like Christ - learning to think, to feel, and to act as He does. To be a true disciple, to fulfill that learning task, is the most demanding regimen known to man. No other discipline compares with it in either requirements or rewards. It involves the total transformation of a person from the state of the natural man to that of a saint..."

(Chauncy C. Riddle, "Becoming a Disciple", Ensign September 1974)

"I am the vine, ye are the branches....without me ye can do nothing".  (John 15:5)

I knelt before the throne of God

And I asked of Him:

Lord, when will I become like Thee?

To my feeble self He answered:

When you start to walk with Me. 

- CATHRYNE ALLEN  

(Art: Pure in Heart by Chris Brazelton)

LOVE NOTES

 

I wish I could be grateful

For every fallen tear

And accept my trials

Without a trace of fear.

But what would life be

Without the love notes sent

From heaven's gilded gates

And written by Your pen. 

- CATHRYNE ALLEN 

(Art: My Peace I Give Unto You by B Laura Wilson)

HE WEPT

 

"He wept - He who had descended below all things, the Man of Sorrows, He who bore all our griefs. The height of His infinite capacity for joy is the inverse, mirror image of the depth of His capacity to bear our burdens. So it is with the enlarged caverns of feeling within our own hearts: as the sorrows of our lives carve and stretch those caverns, they expand our soul's capacity for joy. Then, when the Man of Sorrows turns our bitter tastes to sweet, our joy - and His - will fill the widened chambers of our hearts with what the scriptures call 'fulness'. That is when we have accepted His Atonement and love with such completeness that His purpose for us is fully satisfied. Then will we know that we were made for this. Then will we know where, and why, and to whom we belong." 

- Bruce C. Hafen, "The Belonging Heart", p 315

WITHERED ROSE

 

I want to remember the beauty

Surrendered by the withered rose

And all my memories near and far;

I want to take them with me

When I am called to cross the bar.

- CATHRYNE ALLEN 

(Art by John William Waterhouse)