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Each day

Each day so much like one before it Just little differences That make some stand out, Remembered, Even pondered, While the rest sink into forgetfulness, Oblivion, Never again to see the light. Memories hide, Forgotten, Buried in the cave beneath thought, With roots deep, Alive, Influencing in secret That makes us a mystery to ourselves In how we sometimes are. Am I my past or am I my thoughts at this moment? What will I be in the future? Perhaps I am none o

markdohle

markdohle

 

With its depth

The pain of the world, Its sorrow, Weighs heavily in all our hearts, Some more in touch than others With its depth. Many hide from its sting Becoming tough, Cynical, Angry, Aloof, Anything to keep empathy, Compassion, At bay, That if allowed to grow Will make the heart bleed, Weep, Moan for all their brothers and sisters, Suffering with no one to help, Or to be with. Does God weep? Being present to all, No way to deflect The agony Of all the children

markdohle

markdohle

 

Trust the process

There is a proverb that always seems to speak to me…..”Trust the process”…..a simple statement no doubt, but when meditated upon when going thru some change in life, can be very helpful, and even comforting. Change can bring to the surface many conflicting emotions, and feelings; excitement, fear, and anxiety, with each flowing thru the conscious awareness one after another, sometimes perhaps being experienced all at once. Causing a swift experience of “ups” and “downs”, that can be unnervi

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markdohle

 

The two step

Learning a new job is like learning a new dance step. I remember when my sister-in-law tried to show me how to do the 2-step. Looks easy, and it is, but learning to do it without counting takes some time; meanwhile the actual counting also makes it hard to do, since it interferes with the actual rhythm that is needed to do anything right, be it dancing or not; to do it properly Right now I am so busy trying to get all the “details” right that it takes me twice the time that it took Theresa to

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markdohle

 

Like an infant

He is like an infant now In his geriatric chair Table up so he cannot fall, If he tries to stand up on his own. He does not know he cannot walk He stills smiles when his name is called Laughs at jokes Loves music Is present to those around How much no one knows He leans to his right Almost over the arm rest Nothing can be done to make him straight When ask if he has pain He responds he is comfortable Eats only soft foods Stating to have trouble taking meds He s

markdohle

markdohle

 

Talk on anger

I have been asked to give a talk on Anger, Resentment, and Forgiveness; a subject I feel I know a lot about, since anger is an issue that I have been dealing with all my life. I am not an intellectual, so my talks tend to be more autobiographical than anything else, and sometimes it gives me pause when I think about it. One of the reasons I like blogging is that I have an avenue that I can simply state what I feel I need to state, and then send it to be read by people who really don’t know

markdohle

markdohle

 

Tightly wrought

Deep down in the depths In places perceived as dark, Hidden from view, Maybe forgotten Or perhaps feared, Is a knot, Gideon like, Tightly wrought, Unbreakable, Protective, Of the one who is its creator, Even if brought forth unknown In ignorance. Purposeful none the less Even if its time is outlived, It cannot be undone. The burden heavy, If not felt, Its influence seen The effects witnessed By those who know the one suffering, Who perhaps see their ref

markdohle

markdohle

 

Yearning

There is a yearning in the human heart Often going without a name, Experienced as a wound by some, By others a simple longing. An inner thirst, Unquenchable, Showing no mercy to the Soul, Allowing no permanent rest Since it cannot be owned But only sought. This yearning points beyond what we have, It almost seems that we are also pursued. That being also yearned for Is what draws us forward. Seeking union with that which has no name, Nor form, Yet present in the

markdohle

markdohle

 

Leo

He is not the person he was once, Cannot say what he wants, Yet still knows he has something to say. He stutters The frustration showing in his eyes Aching to say something, Anything that forms a complete thought, But he cannot. He is present, Aware, Just in a different way, That makes him seem absent To those who perceive from outside. He knows, He feels, In ways different than before, Yet the fire, Humor, And love still shine forth. He reaches to tap me o

markdohle

markdohle

 

Out to lunch

About a year and a half ago, when Leo, and Damian, first went into Morningside, I would take them out to lunch once a week. They both enjoyed it; the time spent with them was very pleasant and happy. They liked to go and get hamburgers, or perhaps a hotdog, and afterwards go over to Dairy Queen for some ice cream. They loved the ice cream Sundays with lots of syrup on it. This went one for a few weeks, but I had to stop since the director of Morningside told me that Damian would come back a

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markdohle

 

Quenching

Quenching The sun beats down Upon the one who thirsts, Throat parched, Tongue swollen, Screaming for cool water, The mind obsessed, Growing deeper Each moment tormented. The stream was heard from afar The beauty of the sound Greater More thrilling Than any sound ever heard, The body frantic Its desire All consuming With a joyful noise, The crystal clear treasure Flowed past rapidly, Its smell intoxicating, Almost leading to madness, Until the hands cupped The precious liqu

markdohle

markdohle

 

Chains of oppression and mercy/justice

Chains of oppression and mercy/justice The belief that God is merciful is often hard for many to accept or to understand. Mercy is often thought of as something for another, a wrong doer, someone who has caused personal harm. To let the one receiving mercy off the hook. Which is a dangerous illusion to actually believe, forestalling healing for all involved in any situation in which evil is done to another. Justice is more readily embraced, for then the scales are righted and order restor

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markdohle

 

Prayer for the dead

Prayer for the dead (community day of remembrance) Lord, today we pray for those who have gone before us, those we know and those we do not, our Christians brothers and sisters, and all those who have died seeking love, truth, and justice in this world.  For those who have loved truly, yet need further mercy, and healing, such is the work of your grace. Each moment is yours, as is each soul, all are known and loved by you, such is your heart, eternal, and infinite in love and comp

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markdohle

 

All Souls Day

All Souls Day O Lord in prayer we enter your time, that moment in which all moments are contained, so on All Souls day we do pray for all who have entered into your ‘Eternal Now’, let us bring all  those we know, for those who lived before and will come after, for in your eternal ‘Now’ all moments are one. For those we love we pray O Lord, for those we just passed by, and worked with, for these who have died, we also lift to you, As well as the poor who die in

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markdohle

 

“Today, if you hear his voice,

“Today, if you hear his voice, do not harden your hearts as in the rebellion.” (Hebrews 3:15) Every child who, rather than being born, is condemned unjustly to being aborted, bears the face of Jesus Christ, bears the face of the Lord, who even before he was born, and then just after birth, experienced the world’s rejection. And every elderly person…even if he is ill or at the end of his days bears the face of Christ. They cannot be discarded, as the ‘culture of waste’ suggests!---Pope F

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markdohle

 

God's mercy is the same for all

“As I experience God’s mercy, so I believe it is the same for all” “It is Jesus you seek when you dream of happiness; he  is waiting for you when nothing else you find satisfies you; he is the beauty to which you are so attracted; it is he who provokes you with that thirst for fullness that will not let you settle for compromise; it is he who urges you to shed the masks of a false life;  it is he who reads in your hearts your most genuine choices, the choices that others try to stif

markdohle

markdohle