J.M.J.
J.M.J.
THE GUEST LIST
HE SUFFERED AND DIED; HE ROSE FROM THE GRAVE
SO THAT YOU WOULD NOT BECOME SATAN’S SLAVE.
I GAVE YOU, MY CHILDREN, THE FREE WILL TO USE,
BUT SO MANY HAVE CHOSEN THIS GIFT TO ABUSE.
HIS SACRIFICE WAS TO PAY FOR YOUR SINS
THAT MY DOOR WOULD BE OPENED FOR YOU TO COME IN.
DID YOU WORSHIP YOUR FATHER AND HONOR MY SON?
TWO THOUSAND YEARS PASSED, AND SOME HAVE YET NOT BEGUN?
THE GIFTS MY SON OFFERED FLOWED FROM HIS SIDE;
THE DROPS OF BLOOD HIS WOUNDS COULD NOT HIDE.
I SENT YOU HIS MOTHER, THE IMMACULATE BRIDE,
SHE OFFERED HER LOVE, AND YOU TURNED HER ASIDE.
NOW TEARS OF BLOOD FLOW FROM HER FACE;
YOU REJECTED MY KINGDOM AND A MOTHER’S EMBRACE.
HOW MUCH MORE DO YOU EXPECT ME TO GIVE?
HOW MUCH LONGER DO YOU EXPECT STILL TO LIVE?
WHEN I TAKE BACK WHAT YOU THOUGHT WAS YOURS,
WHEN INFECTIOUS DISEASES NO LONGER HAVE CURES,
WHEN YOU DESPERATELY TRY YOUR BEST TO SURVIVE,
WILL YOU THEN BEG GOD TO KEEP YOU ALIVE?
THE TABLE IS SET WITH BREAD AND WINE,
A TRANSFIGURATION OF THE BODY DIVINE.
MY SON HAS PREPARED THIS FEAST FOR A FEW;
OF THE NAMES ON THE LIST, DOES IT INCLUDE YOU?
“THY WILL BE DONE”
2-25-1994
(THE VERY EARLY POEMS, BEFORE THE BLESSED MOTHER MADE HERSELF KNOWN AS THE MOTHER OF PERPETUAL LIGHT, WERE RECEIVED FROM THE BLESSED MOTHER, GOD THE FATHER, GOD THE SON, OR GOD THE HOLY SPIRIT.)