Friday, August 26, 1994

THE THIEF


There is a thief among us
just waiting for his chance,
to rob us of peace, love and joy
in every circumstance.

He’s patient oh so patient
standing just outside our ring,
of happiness and all that’s good
to do his evil thing.

Nothing makes him angrier
than a circle of pure love,
in times of human weakness
a wedge between us he does shove.

Division is his game plan
and when he has success,
he dances round and shouts with glee
and onward he does press.

Once he gets a foothold
his voice becomes more strong,
he leads us down the garden path
from the place where we belong.

There is a way to break his chain
blow away his evil deeds,
hand it all to Jesus
ask The Love to intercede.

His healing then will help to mend
each wound, each battle scar,
the thief will cease his laughter
no more, our thoughts to mar.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Aug. 26, 1994

Friday, August 19, 1994

ISLAND OF PEACE


Days of darkening shadows
confusion, and anxieties,
are causing people everywhere
to fall down on their knees.

They sense a change is coming
mankind has gone to far,
there are no simple answers
no wishing on a star.

They feel adrift and driven
to all the worldly things,
caught up in swirling eddies
no fulfilment do they bring.

More and more a call is being heard
to come back to the source,
of joy, and peace, and perfect love
and diminish Satan’s force.

To get back to the laws of God
prayer and fasting everyday,
the Rosary and a simple life
to love, the only way.

An island of peace He gave us
she’ll teach us how to change,
we only have to ask her
all our lives, she’ll re-arrange.

So do not be discouraged
take heart, and heed her call,
she’ll guide you to her Jesus
before the darkness starts to fall.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Aug. 19, 1994

Sunday, August 7, 1994

COME LORD JESUS


Come Lord Jesus
I implore You,
Come Lord Jesus
I adore You.

Come Lord Jesus
on Your steed,
Come and fill
each longing, need.

Hearts grown so tired
of hatred, lies,
look with hope
to Eastern skies.

Searching for
the Love so bright,
to deliver mankind
from the night.

Come Lord Jesus
put to rest,
Satan and
all evilness.

The new day then
will dawn, become
full of glory
Come, Lord Jesus Come.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Aug. 07, 1994

Friday, July 29, 1994

SIMPLICITY


I have a yearning to express
to all who come to me,
the need to greet and then to share
with true simplicity.

To know no matter what we say
is accepted with no fear,
that you will laugh, or think me daft
for what’s inside is dear.

To scoff at someone’s hopes and dreams
rents the heart and builds up walls,
and worse than this it causes
their self-esteem to fall.

To show by my own openness
and hope you too will share,
all your inner, deepest thoughts
without a worry how you fair.

For with respect and trust we must
reach out in amity,
you give to me, I give to you
sharing with simplicity.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
July 29, 1994

Friday, July 15, 1994

CLOSER STILL TO THEE


I bring before You, oh my God
my body and my soul,
filled with disease and suffering
with Your healing hands, make whole.

For I know how much You love me
and would never bring me pain,
unless there was a distant reason
a purifying with Your flame.

My suffering Lord, will join with Yours
a cleansing, healing fire,
my humble offering made afresh
for it was Your desire.

When we bring our needs to You
it forever does fulfill,
the need of a loving Triune God
to be near us, closer still.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
July 15, 1994

THE HARVEST


All the fields have turned to weed
choked and smothered, all good seed,
the hot, dry wind of Satan’s breath
searing, putrid, bringing death.

The evil hoards seem to have won
dank mists and fogs blot out the sun,
in his darkness, no hope is seen
for hatred is his blinding screen.

But there’s an army on the way
who in the end will save the day,
the Flame of Love, their only plough
to Almighty God, they ever bow.

They’ll burn the weeds and plant anew
and sprinkle with the heavenly dew,
sent from the Father and the Son
the Spirit and Mary, for the new day begun.

When each field is fertilized in love
with the wisdom and knowledge of God above,
a harvest of gold, on that day He will reap
each ripened ear, forever to keep.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
July 15, 1994

Monday, July 11, 1994

CALL TO THE ARK


Come all my dearest children
for the time of trial is here,
into the ark of my protection
I will take away all fear.

Just as Noah long ago
saved those who would take heed,
and left behind the blind and deaf
full of worldly sin and greed.

The reign of sin and error
is increasing, soon to flood,
because of man’s rejection of my Son
and His redeeming blood.

The earth is placed in peril
all children on the brink,
minds and hearts befuddled
into Satan’s grasp they sink.

My ark will be a haven
I will protect and save,
those who come and take their refuge
I will help you to be brave.

My mother-love will fill you
I will light your path and guide,
through times of fear and darkness
I’ll be always at your side.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
July 11, 1994