CHRIST CENTERED CONVERSATIONS

 

Poem: Dining in the Desert

In this special post, the three of us come together in a collaborative effort to weave our individual searches for Jesus together into a poem. A/N: Blessed Wednesday everyone! To round off Odes to October month, Chris, Greg and I thought we would try writing a poem together. After giving it some thought, I struck upon the idea of modeling the poem after a Japanese collaborative style of poetry called “renga”. You may notice that Greg’s first three lines take the form of the f

Poem Dialogue: Dag Hammarskjold

Chris writes a response poem-prayer to Dag Hammarskjold’s Markings. Dag Hammarskjold, Markings Give us A pure heart That we may see Thee, A humble heart That we may hear Thee A heart of Love That we may serve Thee, A heart of faith That we may live Thee, Thou Whom I do not know But Whose I am. Thou Whom I do not comprehend But Who hast dedicated to me To my fate. Thou – Christopher Chok, Imprints Grant us A still soul That we may touch You, A contrite soul That we may feel Yo

Poem Dialogue: Alfred Lord Tennyson

Chris writes a response to Tennyson’s poem, “In Memoriam” Alfred Lord Tennyson, “In Memoriam” Be near me when my light is low, When the blood creeps, and the nerves prick And tingle; and the heart is sick, And all the wheels of being slow. Be near me when the sensuous frame Is rack’d with pangs that conquer trust; And Time, a maniac scattering dust, And Life, a Fury slinging flame. Be near me when my faith is dry, And men the flies of latter spring, That lay their eggs, and s

Poem: At the Margins

Chris shares with us an original poem. Here’s a little poem that came to me in prayer the other day in the Adoration Room. I hope it speaks to you in this Lenten season. God bless! (: At the Margins where the destitute gather, where the wounded suffer, where loneliness looms is where I am needed most. where the hungry ache and pangs of heartbreaks; where the lost are forsaken is where my body’s broken. where the cynics scorn and the hurt have grown forlorn; where anger, lust

A Christmas Song for Three Guilds: An Analysis (Part 1 of 4)

Garrett turns to G.K. Chesterton’s poem A Christmas Song for Three Guilds, which he believes, suggests a much more egalitarian idea of the Kingdom of God than we are likely to picture. (Part 1 of 4) What does Advent mean to us, on a personal level? How does this brief season, where we prepare for the coming of Jesus, relate to how we live our lives for the rest of the year? Before the dawn of Advent proper, we celebrate the Feast of Christ the King, where we recognize the sov