* Note to My Readers: Due to the busyness of the next month and a half, I'm making a few minor changes to my schedule of posting. All posts will continue to be made daily and will consist of material that has not appeared before on this blog. However, because my time will be taken up by my final thesis defense for my Master of Church History degree and by a trip to the Holy Land, several of my ongoing series will be on hold until May.

- On Wednesdays, I'll be posting some of my original poems from my college years, and then in May my "Evangeliad" poems will resume.

- On Thursdays, my series on "How to Be Miserable in Your Christian Life" will wrap up by the end of March. That will conclude that series for now; however, if you enjoyed it, please let me know, because I may add more to it at some later point.

- And on Fridays, my "Glimpses of Grace" series will be on hiatus until May. In the meantime, it will be replaced with a serialized, unpublished novella that I wrote back in 2005, "Worth It All." Beginning in the first week of May, "Glimpses of Grace" will return, this time in the Thursday slot, and a newly-composed adventure novel will be posted on Fridays.

Wednesday, May 13, 2015

God Grant Me Greater Discipline

(Latin version of Matthew 5:6 from the Book of Kells, c. 800 AD - "Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be filled." This image is in the public domain.)

God, grant me greater discipline—

My Father disciplines those He loves,

So Thou, my Lord, oh, disciple me!

Fashion my eyes to see what is

Instead of what simply pleases me;

Let me see brokenness and grace,

And understanding-passing peace;

Let me see Thy Passion manifest

In every place Thou leadest me.

Fashion my lips to speak for Thee,

Rather than parrot this world’s ways;

Blessings and orisons fair,

Spoken forth unselfishly,

And everywhere accompanied

By Psalter’s flowing liturgy.

Fashion my heart to beat with Thine,

All unencumbered by vain hopes;

Turn it, turn it, gracious Lord,

Out from itself and unto Thee.

Fashion my body in temperance’s path,

Unweighed by sloth and gluttony;

But turned to Thee, and all aflame

In prayer and fasting: incarnate love;

That I may be, ever and always,

All intemperate for Thee.

Fashion my hands and feet to be

The instruments of Thy clemency;

Let not weariness weigh them,

Nor vain ardors move them,

Unless they are solely moved for Thee.

Fashion my mind toward pilgrimage,

To aim itself all unto Thee;

Departing neither right nor left,

But everywhere, everywhere,

And at all times,

Seeking to follow none but Thee.

These, O Lord, are my desires,

Spoken when my true self can speak;

They cannot be crafted by any means

Save by virtue’s toilsome peace:

Discipline, discipline, and Spirit’s grace;

So Thou, my Lord, oh, disciple me!

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