My Shalom

My Shalom, My Shalom,
Reigning over the waters,
Conquering the watery depths,
Making clear,
Revealing by discernment
Benevolence or maleficence.

Quieted soul,
Ever vigilant heart,
Desirous of My holy treasures,
Gazing through the fiery flame
Serene against the tumult,
Drinking from the Chalice of My Blood,
Covenanted through my Sacred Cross,
Lifted high above the world
As I, Myself, pass as flaming brazier,
Between the broken pieces of your life.

My Shalom, My Shalom,
I call you
By My All Holy Name,
To dwell secure in Love.
Cost counted, chosen,
And placed in the balance.
Infinity pays the price
And tips the scale of Life to
Favor a son of God Most High.

© 2012. Joann Nelander

 

Born Alive

Some people measure life by size.  Others people know if it’s growing it isn’t dead. Most people believe, that if it isn’t dead it’s alive.

Birth, however, always delivers a person, not an abstraction….until it became necessary to spell it out in law:

“The President Has No Clothes” – Thanks to Romney

Obama might have well have been naked – We could all see he didn’t have the goods to remain President:

What liberals finally learned during last week’s debate — thanks to Romney

Forgive me for comparing Barack Obama to Daffy Duck, but let me spin out an analogy.

There’s a Looney Tunes cartoon in which Daffy is desperate for applause from an audience in a theater. Everything Daffy does is met with silence until he swallows dynamite and gasoline and blows himself up. The crowd goes wild. As Daffy’s ghost ascends to the heavens, Bugs Bunny tells him the audience is screaming for more.

Says Daffy: “I can only do it once.”

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