Oratio Divina

Don’t forget the Lordwho saved youfrom bondagewho led youthrough the desertwho brought youout of exiledon’t forget the Lordwho never brokeHis promisewho called you infrom the wildernesswho died for your sinsthat you may know Himdon’t forget the Lord ~Robert Van Valkenburgh

My spirit longsto be freefrom these chainsof fleshbound to this worldbut it is not my homeopen to receive mearms of eternitywhen my time has comemay I rest and rejoicewith the Lordforever ~Robert Van Valkenburgh

God reveals Himselfin everyday momentsa cool breezethe setting suna flower’s scenta warm embraceHe peaks throughthe ordinaryto give us a winkor a smileto tell uswe are not alone ~Robert Van Valkenburgh

God calls meinto the depthswhere I have no footholdno point of referencenothing to cling tobesides Himbesides lovein this darknessI flailI weepI mournthe letting go of mein Himin love ~Robert Van Valkenburgh

Remain opento all possibilitiesfor all things are possibleto the open-heartedto the childliketo those with faith in the Lordallow His Spiritto guide youyou needn’t worrynor to make great plansHe will take care of youHe who knowsyour every need and desire ~Robert Van Valkenburgh

God’s spiritrises and fallswithin melike an ocean wavebeating againstthe shoresof my soulknocking loosethat whichdoes not belongto Him ~Robert Van Valkenburgh

We are one with Godlike the sands are onewith the oceanHe is in usbut we are not Himwe are in Himbut we are not HimHis love washes through ussoftening our rough edgespolishing our soulsuntil we disappearinto Him ~Robert Van Valkenburgh

Jesus Christson of Goddraw me nearteach me to loveteach me to be lovedmay I drinkfrom the wellof the living waterthat quenchesthe soul’s thirstand lead othersto do the same ~Robert Van Valkenburgh

Lost in the sunriseacross the morning seaall of my troublesand worriesare behind methe gentle pull of the currentdraws me inthe chill of the waterrushes over meI give myself to the wavesthey give themselves to methen I hear a whisperthis is not your timethere is more work to be donereturn to shoremy beloved and broken…

A bird’s songa whispering windthe sunrise over a lakea child’s laugha loving embracethe tears of joy or sorrowcaptured by the momentbrought to stillnesswe are gifted a glimpsethrough the veilinto eternityif only we have eyes to seeand ears to hear ~Robert Van Valkenburgh