Wisdom’s Favor

Wisdom was born

before the valleys,

before the mountains,

before the wilderness.

Wisdom was there

when the stars were illumined,

when the horizon was reached,

when the wind was breathed forth.

Wisdom was at God’s side

whilst the sky was framed,

whilst the seas were formed,

whilst the earth was firmed.

Blessed are those who follow Wisdom,

who have eyes to see,

who have ears to hear,

for they receive graces from God.

Examen

Awake

            See what God sees –

The window of the soul

reflects with detachment.

Accept

            Be graceful –

Life is complicated,

Love is conflicted.

Aware

            God’s presence –

Our divine influence

grasped by a leap of faith.

Attune

            Face weaknesses –

Resistance is futile

prepare to make amends.

Attend

            Move forward –

Beyond the common good

fulfill the Greater Good.

The Gift*


* A poem by Mary Oliver

The shared poem

   was full

wrapped with meaning.

Opening it was just

   the beginning

needing rereading.

It would be nice with

   margin notes

ribboned with remarks.

But the present wasn’t

   ready

for proper receiving.

“I’ll punch little holes

   in it;

then you can have it”

The gift is not mine

   until

I’m still and steadfast.

Even More Humility

Humility is the simple truth…

Talk the talk, walk the walk,

“It takes courage to be humble.

It is a virtue of truth and justice.”[1]

Justice embraces compassion,

and Humility asserts the truth…

We are what we are,

and we must do what we must do.

Justice embodies mercy,

and Humility affirms the truth…

Our legacy is compassion,

and not assets or worldly success.

Justice yields equality,

and Humility grasps the truth…

Accord loathes patriarchy,

and concord abhors hierarchy.

“All those who exalt themselves

will be humbled,

and those who humble themselves

will be exalted.”[2]


[1] Father Judge Meditations p. 67

[2] Luke 18:14

Still More Humility

Who among you is wise?

Let him show his works

by a good life in the humility

that comes from wisdom.[1]

I cannot blame the poor

and deny what I am,

disregard the marginalized

and cover up what I do.

What stops me from being

a raving maniac

a blithering idiot

an unhinged lunatic?

What shows me

the kind and gentle way?

What speaks to me about

the meek and tender way?

“Humility tells us

and brings us down

the ladder to truth,

and makes us thankful”[2]


[1] James 3: 13

[2] The Meditations of Father Judge page 68