Category Archives: Rictameter

A rictameter is a nine-line poem. Its pattern of syllables goes 2,4,6,8,10,8,6,4,2. The first line and the nineth line must be the same.

The Monster Under My Bed

Worry. My worst nightmare. It creeps into my head planting seeds of doubt and despair; gut-wrenching, heart-pounding, and disabling. Such a destructive state of mind. My fervent prayer is to let go of worry.

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Maybe Tomorrow

To do or not to do. Excuses, not reasons make decisions temporary. I am unwilling to meet them head on. Procrastination is easy. Deciding to decide is just too hard to do. LENT February 19, 2018

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Our Refuge and Our Strength

To live takes great courage, waking up every day with gratitude and thanksgiving not knowing whether our faith will be met by great joys or by grave sorrows. God’s love and grace gives us refuge and strength to live. LENT … Continue reading

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Ashes to Go

Ashes on our foreheads remind us that our lives are a gift from our Creator. We are dust and to dust we shall return. By offering ourselves to God in loving service, we become living ashes. LENT February 15, 2018

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An Unwelcome Guest

Anger walks in, pushing aside everything else, making itself at home like stains on a rug right by the front door where you wipe your muddy shoes every day. Soon, you’ve forgotten how to live without anger. EPIPHANY February 12, … Continue reading

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Times Are Changing

Manners. Simple gestures like opening a door, saying “yes, please” and then, “thank you”, knowing when to speak or to be silent, are expected less and instead silencing your cell phone exemplifies manners. EPIPHANY February 11, 2018

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Through the Looking Glass

Context tells our stories. It is the looking glass through which life’s events are observed. Without it, no rules or limits exist to break our fall into chaos. It adds depth, width and height. We live inside context. EPIPHANY February … Continue reading

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Believe It or Not

Believe in the future. Though unpredictable and indeterminate, beyond the excitement of the undiscovered, is revealed the sacred promise of the ultimate truth of salvation. Believe. Epiphany February 6, 2018  

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Listening for God Alone

Make time and meditate. Listen for God alone. Lay aside the things of the world. As you wait for God to speak, ask for grace to hear the words that inspire you to live into your gifts. Meditate and make … Continue reading

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Music to My Ears

The words are instruments which play my soul’s music and capture the daily rhythm of joys and sorrows, or inspirations whispered lovingly in my ear by the Holy Spirit. And quiet, I hear the words. EPIPHANY February 4, 2018

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