Author Archives: Pat Cegan

God’s House

The house of God is not a temple, nor a church a mosque or shrine. God’s house is alive never man-made. God’s house is you a tree, a bee. Some say God is in all He made which led me … Continue reading

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Shapes

Squares All sides even triangles point north circles keep repeating shapes define borders gives us inside and out My shape changes adapts silly-putty push and pull water flowing around the rock teaching me to work with not against such a … Continue reading

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What Is Pain?

What is pain? I walk the floor knives slash bullets smash pain leaves me whimpering, groveling willing to do most anything to escape my torment. How easy it is to give advice how hard it is to take it. Are … Continue reading

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Dreams

D evelop our imagination R each beyond our self-limitations E voke the power within A lways dream bigger M ake your dreams come true S end us into the world of possibilities

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Tick-tock Faith

Sleep’s hiding from me Giving me time to reflect Tick-tocks teaching faith

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In Its Own Time

Sometimes I ask “what is the lesson here?” I wait in silence at first sure I will receive a response — only silence comes I wait, then ask again but still am not told what I am to learn. The … Continue reading

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Tiny Dot

Monet filled canvasses with dots, each dot individually may seem insignificant, yet eliminate some and the painting is incomplete. We can not always perceive our value, our mission yet as part of the whole if we were missing the picture … Continue reading

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