About Michael Resman

I'm a retired pediatric Occupational Therapist. I now write books and serve as Clerk of the Rochester MN Monthly Meeting. I've helped helped edit WCTS and serve as the organizer for our gatherings. Since July 5th, I'm a grandpa!

FOR LOUISE

Of a sudden
my earthly being
betrayed me

Sprouting deadly disease

What am I to think

Am I to succumb

Or fight

Where is God in this

Back I go
seeking what I know

It is blessed to give
But giving needs receiving

For long I gave
and that was holy

Now I receive
which may be holier yet

I do not fear death
a coming home to Wondrous Love

I’d just as soon
dodge pain

But I can face it calmly
pushing me
into God’s arms

Why me I won’t know in this life
Look forward to understanding in the next

Mean time I will bask
in the care and love that surrounds me

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FRAIL

Are we all so frail?

I heard a story about
Mother Theresa with a cold
being crabby with a visitor

That comforts me

In my spiritual youth
having seen You
I felt so special
sometimes

And so like a worm
when I reflected
on the humongous diffrences
between You and I

Having matured
to understand a little

Greatly blessed,
I continue to be small
Human

Subject to ecstasy
when I reach for you

And despair
over my puny efforts
to serve You

So much pain
yet no one listens

Thank you
for the support
of fellow travelers

Reminding me
that I have only to
do what I can

The work is mine

Outcomes are Yours

AM

In the moments before sleep
my lonely soul

Covered over all day
People
Things
Social
Escaping myself

Till I’m alone
faced with me

Am I to be a mirage
evanescent as could’s shadow
skimming a meadow

No
No I say

I make choices
Am in control

I AM

Till pillowed head
asks

Am what?