Attitude Birthing

New day arising
The light our God lifts
In colors or gray
Presented a gift

Perhaps one of beauty
Rejoicing to pray
Or cloudy and rainy
Feel downcast this day

Attitude birthing
A choice within you
We make our horizon
One of our own view

One that we bring
To others we shine
Let You be our light
In colors divine

This Friday Good

Down from the cross
In your arms to hold
The light of the world
Your Son’s body, cold

The greatest injustice
You witnessed here
What could be good
From this worst nightmare

Did the Spirit prepare
In your prayer, contemplate
A lifetime of faith
Of a trust so great

Perhaps you did know
Someday that we could
That we would call
This Friday good

A lesson of wisdom
Through faith let us see
When we question God
Of how can this be?

Just a Little…More

Just a little silence
Can go a long, long way
Words of wordless wonder
Of being, let us pray

Just a little Spirit
A seed to inspire
Sending waves of joy
Can set the soul on fire

Just a little Jesus
Here can rescue me
Path of His way chosen
Leads to eternity

Just a little, all we need
This day to endure
Our gracious God, awaits
So, let’s all ask for more!

Notre Dame and Me

Consumed in flames
This beauty great
With sorrowed soul
We contemplate

A message sent
Of prophets view
That there’s nothing
We can do

Wisdom blessed
For us to know
Things of this world
To let them go

A cold hard truth
To soul it burns
That unto ashes
We will return

When my time comes
Remains in grave
Through your grace, Lord
Let me be saved

Refiners fire
We will see
Let all my soul
Depend on Thee

Notre Dame Rising

This building great
A blessed space
To contemplate

As arches rise
Unto above
No limit of
Your precious love

Through filtered light
Of windows rose
Your beauty shines
On each soul choose

Through will of man
Each stone is laid
Through grace of God
His Church is made

We stood in awe
That fate filled night
As flames consumed
Her beauty bright

In hopeless dark
A light divine
Above the ash
The cross still shines

Heads Position

A step into morning
A thought starts the day
That the heads position
Leads attitude of way

Cold air of encounter
Of turning face down
A realization
This leads to a frown

Eyes of the lifting
Receiving the light
Easy the smile
Soul warms with delight

Spirit of raising
To horizon of sky
A greater perspective
To lift the head high

The Master Has Need of It

He sent His disciplines
Instructions to share
“The Master needs it”
The answer prepared

A wonderful motto
For us to apply
To think of our life
In His service, comply

Of course, God needs nothing
Allow His grace in you
So that we can share
In work he wants us to do

“It”, reminding us
A humble attitude
A servant with a purpose
With heart of gratitude

Into the Pool

On a stroll with Grandpa
In an afternoon, cool
When he reached out
And pushed me in the pool

Why did he do that
Confused that I be
Then he lent a hand
To share wisdom with me

Like it or not
You’ll find in your way
Someone will push you
In the pool everyday

Will you be whining
Complain or might cry
Perhaps you’ll be angry
Or punch will you try

Or rise with a smile
See what you can learn
Who you might help?
Though you be uncertain

Decision to make
Right now, and right here
An attitude chose
Of life to prepare

This is an excerpt from The Noticer Returns by Andy Andrews.

Practice of Anointing

Gift of grace offered
Choice of appointing
We have the freedom
Of blessed anointing

One to acknowledge
In that which we see
Of its sacredness
Created by Thee

Intention of wonder
Of connectivity
A drawing together
In community

Gratefulness binding
Of God’s great giving
In drawing of Presence
One of the living