Christ, our King and God became a man to teach and save us.
Why do we talk about Buddha and Mohammed?
Christ�s message was powerful, it melted hearts and changed minds.
Why are politics more important than souls?
God is our Father, loving, just, forgiving.
Why are we afraid to speak of his personality traits?
Why do we fail to call Him �Father�?
Christ gave his flesh and Blood on the cross, He is present in the Mass.
Why are we more concerned with sentimental friendship?
Christ offers us forgiveness, through His ministers in the Confessional.
Why do we see guilt as a social problem?
Why are afraid to speak about sin?
Christ offers us a powerful prayer in the Rosary.
Our sweet and gentle Mother is ready to intercede.
Why would we rather have guided meditation?
Christ guides us through his appointed authorities.
Why do we want power?
There is a great gift, that the prophets longed to see but didn�t;
Desired by many, passed down tenderly for generations.
All men who experience it are overwhelmed with joy.
All men who miss it are alienated and alone.
The saints proclaimed it.
Men renounce their families and possessions for it:
The pearl of great price.
Men and women suffered torture and death to bring this gift to us.
Now we have it.
Why do we keep it a secret?
This poem is about the timidness I often find within the church today. We seem afraid to speak clearly Christ�s message and are often focusing upon various novelties rather than focusing upon the beautiful faith that Christ has entrusted to His church. It as if we are keeping the gospel a secret.
The Cup
Men died before, now it�s my turn.
Let lions charge, let the fire burn.
Lord send your grace to help me through.
Forgive them, they know not what they do.
Let stones be thrown, I spoke the truth.
Go! Slay me now, I have no proof.
Drive the nails within my palm.
I go peacefully, I am calm.
To save my soul, my life I�ll lose.
Between God and man I must choose.
I�ll leave this world of pride behind.
I�ll give my life, it was never mine.
Strike now, I go, I do not fear it.
O Lord Jesus Receive my spirit!
This poem is about the courage and faith of martyrs
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