This man turned more than tables on his enemies, Turned the world on its head, others on their heel. The Lost - are not ! The Last - are not ! The Least he could do with as his friends. Dying brings living, Sorrow Joy: Suffering heals. A wild journey for the brave who will let go and follow him. The Rich go hollow away. He makes Little of Large and Lots of the Lowly. (Luke 1:52) His wild Word told of One Abba, wonder Father who turns Lack to Lavish Hunger to Heaped Hearts, Empty to full tide of Grace flowing to dried up beaches. Waves of constant rushing waves- 'It is the LORD!' We do not wait, We dive for Him with Simon, another Wild One. (John 21:7)
This Man is Wild
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Very thought provoking! Like your stuff very much!
M.P.Burns (Brother of Fr A.Burns C.Ss.R – London Province) Was a Redemptorist priest myself for some years, ordained like you in 1966
Dear Michael Paul, Just came across your ‘comment’ on www. emptifulvessels.com, poems I wrote some years ago. Thanks very much for your words. I’m not a great administrator of the site! Mea culpa. I met your brother, Andrew (Andy?) two years ago at Kinnoule, at a gathering there: my first time meeting him. Hugely impressed at his care and attentiveness to another Redemptorist who was in a wheelchair, who had spent many years on S. Africa. Below are your words, in case they don’t come up for view:
Very thought provoking! Like your stuff very much!
M.P.Burns (Brother of Fr A.Burns C.Ss.R – London Province) Was a Redemptorist priest myself for some years, ordained like you in 1966
Thanks a mill. Seamus Devitt C.Ss.R.