Emptiful Vessels
The Poems of Fr. Séamus Devitt, C.Ss.R.
Only in the furnace-heat of Love, (God’s love for me) can this hard heart begin to soften, yield, allow itself to be
Pure Grace is all- I cannot ask for more: Pure Grace is everything that I find in my store.
“From his heart shall spring….”- from mine shall well… what wellings?- Spirit, shadow, grace and gunge,- not ‘or’ but ‘and’:
The call to open up some depth of heart to so-long uninvited Grace
“The Power of Him…” of whom? of Him who raised His Son from death,
Love is where I am it’s what I now possess, -a love poured in- not any love, but that which is of God,
“What have you done?” said He to me “with your anointing,-mine, to you?”
BE JOY-FULL in Hope- Somersault your soul Cartwheel your heart with certainty of Hope.
“Something is not enough” of me for Him who asks not less than every thing.
To be still, to be where the Trinity lives- in me: …
Can you hear the ‘Holy…’? Three times ‘Holy’ to a depth beyond…