Lord, I need Your healing
From pride, from sin,
From jealousies within.
Please cleanse this broken heart,
Let me make a new start,
Give me Your Sacred Heart.
From fear, from hate,
Wipe clean the slate —
Your love demonstrate.
Help me look up above,
Focus only on Your love,
Fly free like a dove.
Then Your healing light
Will give my soul flight.
I am whole in Your sight.
HIS HEALING
Head hanging
Shoulders sagging
Couldn’t be bragging
About my mood
Soul searching
Heart hurting
Forever turning
To face a wall
Dawn breaking
Light changing
God saving
My empty soul
Joy filling
Heart thrilling
Restlessness stilling
He does it all
—– December, 2011
On the mountain top I saw
A vision of a would-be world
Some people seemed like angels,
Beings of light-amazing;
Not God, but God-infused.
The world seemed to glow
And I wondered
If I looked different too.
God smiled at me,
And suddenly
I knew:
He loved me too.
I took the light down to the valley,
Hoping others would see.
My face did not glow like Moses;
How silly of me.
I must let Your light shine through;
If others do not see, let it be.
Let me not hide the light
Out of fear.
This light, this fire
Burns within me.
I only need to fan the flames
By spending time with You.
No one can quench this fire;
Once lit, it burns forever.
clarakatalin 
False Enemy
[I thought I should explain how this poem was inspired. I watched a documentary about the real story that the book “The Hunt for Red October” is based on. See http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mh0N3iG-7Uc . In the true story, a Russian naval officer is disillusioned by the way Communism had played out in reality (although he was still a Communist). He tried to start a revolution to bring back Communism to it’s ideal (helping the common people). The documentary also portrayed the Cold War in an interesting way. I thought about all the hopes and dreams of people from very different backgrounds. Then my mind jumped to other differences, like Protestant and Catholic, “conservative” and “liberal”, etc., and I thought, “I wonder if we are all wrong about each other?” Not too say there are not good reasons for the differences and conflicts, only that each person in his heart has a dream that we need to listen to.]
I thought you were my enemy
But someone had told me lies about you,
And so it seems,
Someone had told you lies about me.
We went around in a fog of falsehood
That seemed so normal
Because the fog was constantly around us.
Then the light
Began to break through
For me, for you.
The mist still mystifies
But it’s getting thinner.
Slowly the sun’s light
Is burning through.
Are we just relating
To ideas of each other
Or who we really are?
If I could see
With eyes divine
I would not believe a lie.
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