Cloudy days, too, have their sunWhen company is shared;And through the gray and broken rainI’m glad that you were there.
All Posts By: Byron McCoy
Journal Pages / Poetry
REMEMBER THAT
So many prayed, so many granted,Some ways I could not see;Growing Faith, refining soul—Learning who is “me.” Then spreading gift, sharing the same,To others as they pray:Advancing nearer into LightWith each and every day. We are products of our prayers,Prayed and offered in the past.At least one of them, we live today.I pray: remember that. […]
Short Story
ETERNAL LOVE
“In the spiritual body man actually appears as he is, with respect to love and faith; for every one in the spiritual world is the likeness of his love, not only as to the face and body, but even as to speech and actions. Hence it is that the true qualities are known, and […]
Quick Thought
WHAT IF
What if, instead of voicing frustrations free of filter, we did so with affinities? How different would life be if our greatest fear was not rejection of an offering but that the Good in another should live unwitnessed or acknowledged? How would our world be if we shared our higher sentiments without reserve and […]
Journal Pages / Quick Thought
REFLECTION IN ASH
“The presence of the Lord implies liberty, the one follows the other; for the more intimately present the Lord is, the more free is man; that is, in proportion as he is in the love of good and truth he acts freely. Such is the nature of the Lord’s influx by means of angels. […]
Journal Pages / Short Story
REAPER
“Saint Michael the Archangel, defend us in battle. Be our protection against the wickedness and snares of the Devil. May God rebuke him, we humbly pray, and do thou, O Prince of the heavenly hosts, by the power of God, cast into hell Satan and all the evil spirits, who prowl about the world […]