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I rejoice in my humanity


markdohle

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I rejoice in my humanity
(11/5/08)


The images within have something to teach me,
my longings are signs leading the way,
my openness without fear is the key for the inner journey,
in the presence of the Father, there is nothing to fear or disdain.

I have the warmth I so desire,
the strength I see in others I also have,
I am strong and masculine a thing of beauty,
I need to embrace the giftedness of who I am.

My energy is warm made for love,
in healing and giving is its life,
and yes in a bountiful receiving,
for the reward of love
is to love even more,
an infinite journey into God’s delight.

I rejoice in my maleness
thankful for the body that I have,
for arms that can hold
and for the strength to endure for others,
to lift them up
and to allow myself to be also raised.

O Father eternal,
infinite tenderness
truly all before you are feminine,
for it is you who make love to the soul,
ravishing us with your healing fire,
bearing our burdens,
feeling our pain,
for that is what father’s do,
also, our life-giving Mother
for you bring all to fruition.

I regret nothing Father of my life,
for in time I slowly learn to love and trust,
my wounds and strength both equal in your plan
to form me in your likeness.
Each unique in their wounds,
for each bear the stigmata
or is it Christ who bears ours?

In dark valleys we must often walk,
cold and dreary where faith can be hard,
yet your grace ever strong
allow the roots of faith to grow slow
and yes sure.

Our souls revealed on the cross
the untold intimacy of the pain you feel,
for truly you dwell with us,
each has their own road to traverse.

I sin and fail,
I fall and get up
for your grace will not let me be,
despair is weakened by the knowledge of your love,
its cold power melts in your fiery light.

So I lift up my arms to receive your gifts,
allowing my heart to be open and fleshy,
to not fear what is revealed,
for when I arrive at my shame
you are waiting there,
always at the center of my pain,
eternally patient for me to come home.--Br.MD






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