"Father, Forgive Them"

 A-Poem-a-Day Until Resurrection Day

FATHER, FORGIVE THEM

 

It’s Good Friday

and I’m doing what I usually do—

meditating on the Cross

and then writing a poem

 

Today I am thinking about forgiveness

and unforgiveness

thinking one of the things

that makes me marvel about Jesus

is that He looked down

upon the very men who mocked Him

the ones who scourged Him

who spat in His innocent face

then crowned Him with a twisted ring of thorns

and drove nails through His hands and feet

 

Yes, He looked at them

with unfathomable mercy

in His unspeakable agony

and implored His Father

 

…forgive them

for they know not what they do

 

Then I think of myself

of injustices done to me

by people I’ve loved

people I’ve tried to forgive

and have forgiven

then taken back my forgiveness

over and over and over again

I’ve mulled over life’s unfairness

replayed injustices, feeling righteous

feeling justified

 

then am reminded (like today)

that all have sinned

so I let go and forgive again

and really want to

for God has forgiven me

so who am I

to remember puny injustices

against myself

 

Today, Jesus, as I meditate upon Your love

and the magnitude of Your sacrifice

my old wounds are infinitesimal

I don’t want to harbor them

anymore

 

I’m asking for Your help

this Good Friday afternoon

 

Help me let it all go—

 

forever

 

Maude Carolan Pych

Forgiveness Brings Freedom

 A-Poem-a-Day

Until Resurrection Day

BONEY ELBOWS

 

I’ve forgiven

but I haven’t forgotten

 

Forgetting is another matter

entirely

 

Oh, if I could be a bit like God

I would simply bundle together

all those disappointments

all those unpleasant memories

and cast them into the

depths of the sea

and be done with them

forever

 

They’d never get

another opportunity

to slip back

into my consciousness

to nudge

and needle me

with their boney elbows

 

My pastor says

God uses all things—

good, bad, joyful, sorrowful

every pain, every rejection, every loss

to bring about His purposes

 

He says there are only blessings

and blessings in disguise

 

so I don’t have to forget—

I just have to let go

and put my trust in Him

 

Maude Carolan Pych

Maude's Books:

"Wonderhoods" is her 411-page memoir in poetry.

For ordering information go to: www.maudecarolanpych.net.

"Behold the Lamb...poetically!"

is a compilation of Maude's poems

about the Birth, Death, & Resurrection of Jesus.

The latter is available online

at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, etc.

 

 

 

 

Forgiveness is Holy

 A Poem for Lent...

Image credit: hoshanarabbah.org

FATHER, FORGIVE THEM

 

It’s Good Friday

and I’m doing what I usually do—

meditating on the Cross

and then writing a poem

 

Today I am thinking about forgiveness

and unforgiveness

thinking one of the things

that makes me marvel about Jesus

is that He looked down

upon the very men who mocked Him

the ones who scourged Him

who spat in His innocent face

then crowned Him with a twisted ring of thorns

and drove nails through His hands and feet

 

Yes, He looked at them

with unfathomable mercy

in His unspeakable agony

and implored His Father

 

…forgive them

for they know not what they do

 

Then I think of myself

of injustices done to me

by people I’ve loved

people I’ve tried to forgive

and have forgiven

then taken back my forgiveness

over and over and over again

I’ve mulled over life’s unfairness

replayed injustices, feeling righteous

feeling justified

 

then am reminded (like today)

that all have sinned

so I let go and forgive again

and really want to

for God has forgiven me

so who am I

to remember puny injustices

against myself

 

Today, Jesus, as I meditate upon Your love

and the magnitude of Your sacrifice

my old wounds are infinitesimal

I don’t want to harbor them

anymore

 

I’m asking for Your help

this Good Friday afternoon

 

Help me let it all go—

 

forever

 

Maude Carolan Pych

"Behold the Lamb...poetically!"

by Maude Carolan Pych

is available online at Amazon, Barnes and Noble, etc.

www.maudecarolanpych.net

maudecpych@gmail.com

"Father, Forgive Them..."

A-Poem-a-Day

Until Resurrection Day

Image credit: hoshanarabba.org

FATHER, FORGIVE THEM

It’s Good Friday

and I’m doing what I usually do—

meditating on the Cross

and then writing a poem

Today I am thinking about forgiveness

and unforgiveness

thinking one of the things

that makes me marvel about Jesus

is that He looked down

upon the very men who mocked Him

the ones who scourged Him

who spat in His innocent face

then crowned Him with a twisted ring of thorns

and drove nails through His hands and feet

Yes, He looked at them

with unfathomable mercy

in His unspeakable agony

and implored His Father

…forgive them

for they know not what they do

Then I think of myself

of injustices done to me

by people I’ve loved

people I’ve tried to forgive

and have forgiven

then taken back my forgiveness

over and over and over again

I’ve mulled over life’s unfairness

replayed injustices, feeling righteous

feeling justified

then am reminded (like today)

that all have sinned

so I let go and forgive again

and really want to

for God has forgiven me

so who am I

to remember puny injustices

against myself

Today, Jesus, as I meditate upon Your love

and the magnitude of Your sacrifice

my old wounds are infinitesimal

I don’t want to harbor them

anymore

I’m asking for Your help

this Good Friday afternoon

Help me let it all go—

forever

Maude Carolan Pych

Note: The above poem appears in my new book, "Behold the Lamb...poetically!" Elm Hill Press. It's available online at Amazon & Barnes & Noble. For information click on http://maudecarolanpych.com.

"Behold the Lamb...poetically!
By Maude Carolan Pych

"Father, Forgive Them"

Today’s Lenten Meditation

A-Poem-a-Day

Until Resurrection Day

Image credit: hoshanahrabbah.org

FATHER, FORGIVE THEM

It’s Good Friday

and I’m doing what I usually do—

meditating on the Cross

and then writing a poem

Today I am thinking about forgiveness

and unforgiveness

thinking one of the things

that makes me marvel about Jesus

is that He looked down

upon the very men who mocked Him

the ones who scourged Him

who spat in His innocent face

then crowned Him with a twisted ring of thorns

and drove nails through His hands and feet

Yes, He looked at them

with unfathomable mercy

in His unspeakable agony

and implored His Father

…forgive them

for they know not what they do

Then I think of myself

of injustices done to me

by people I’ve loved

people I’ve tried to forgive

and have forgiven

then taken back my forgiveness

over and over and over again

I’ve mulled over life’s unfairness

replayed injustices, feeling righteous

feeling justified

then am reminded (like today)

that all have sinned

so I let go and forgive again

and really want to

for God has forgiven me

so who am I

to remember puny injustices

against myself

Today, Jesus, as I meditate upon Your love

and the magnitude of Your sacrifice

my old wounds are infinitesimal

I don’t want to harbor them

anymore

I’m asking for Your help

this Good Friday afternoon

Help me let it all go—

forever

Maude Carolan Pych

Those Forgiven Much, Love Much

For Tuesday, March 22, 2016

A-Poem-a-Day

Until Resurrection Day

Image credit: baptistbiblehour.org
 

THE UNFATHOMABLE VASTNESS 

OF HIS MERCY

One day

the Lord’s long, long arm

reached all the way

from Heaven into Hell

to grant a blessing

upon a beloved child

in the hour

of her gravest sin

In great despair

she couldn’t imagine

a way out, still

she was moved

by the unfathomable vastness

of His mercy

and the awesome wonder

of undeserved love

unconditional

and full of grace

This much beloved child

remembered hearing

about the woman

from ages past

who wept bitterly

upon His dusty feet

and ever so humbly

wiped away tears

with her dark

and silken hair

Like her,

she understood

one forgiven much

loves much

She is grateful

to be drinking of His mercy

drinking His forgiveness

drinking in His love

Maude Carolan

70 X 7

For Wednesday, March 9, 2016

A-Poem-a-Day

Until Resurrection Sunday

Image credit: highlandhosp.com

FATHER, FORGIVE THEM

It’s Good Friday

and I’m doing what I usually do—

meditating on the Cross

and then writing a poem

Today I am thinking about forgiveness

and unforgiveness

thinking one of the things

that makes me marvel about Jesus

is that He looked down

upon the very men who mocked Him

the ones who scourged Him

who spat in His innocent face

then crowned Him with a twisted ring of thorns

and drove nails through His hands and feet

Yes, He looked at them

with unfathomable mercy

in His unspeakable agony

and implored His Father

…forgive them

for they know not what they do

Then I think of myself

of injustices done to me

by people I’ve loved

people I’ve tried to forgive

and have forgiven

then taken back my forgiveness

over and over and over again

I’ve mulled over life’s unfairness

replayed injustices, feeling righteous

feeling justified

then am reminded (like today)

that all have sinned

so I let go and forgive again

and really want to

for God has forgiven me

so who am I

to remember puny injustices

against myself

Today, Jesus, as I meditate upon Your love

and the magnitude of Your sacrifice

my old wounds are infinitesimal

I don’t want to harbor them

anymore

I’m asking for Your help

this Good Friday afternoon

Help me let it all go—

forever

Maude Carolan Pych

At-One-Ment

THE UNFATHOMABLE VASTNESS OF HIS MERCY

One day

the Lord’s long, long arm

reaches all the way

from Heaven into Hell

to grant a blessing

upon a beloved child

in her hour

of her gravest sin.

In great despair

she can't imagine

a way out, still

she is moved

by the unfathomable vastness

of His mercy

and the awesome wonder

of undeserved love

unconditional

and full of grace.

This much beloved child

earnestly longs

to mirror the woman

from ages past

who wept bitterly

upon His dusty feet

and ever so humbly

wiped away tears

with her dark

and silken hair.

Like the woman

from ages past

she understands

one forgiven much

loves much

She is on the brink

of loving Him

much

Maude Carolan

Today was the Yom Kippur service at Beth Israel Worship Center, in Wayne, NJ. Pastor/Rabbi Jonathan Cahn spoke about atonement and our "At-One-Ment" with God, urging us to live in oneness with Him, moment by moment, day by day.