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The Risk for God’s Only Son
That could be you, a hungry baby, Son, will you go? They looked at the playing children, at struggling, enslaved teenagers, Wept with a mother weeping over her dead baby. They looked at soldiers killing scared children They looked at the those bound and in prison, at the outcasts, the sick and the lonely, They…
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Mother Earth
I carried them in my womb, nurtured them with my milk, watched them grow and multiply and learn from me. — No words we exchanged, no punishment did I mete and yet they listened and joyfully reaped my goodness. — Swiftly they learned to kill, and my face was bloodied, and they trampled each other;…
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Communion
There it lay; cupped by my hand, warming my skin, so many times before, a thousand times and more, I warmed to his sacrifice, yet this moment, came, now: a scrap of flour and water, spoke his name, His prescience, burned with holiness and divinity, left…
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Sanctuary
The wood echoed with the laughter of a woodpecker, finely tuned wrens and a black cap called high above my head, light refracted on the unfurling leaves, around me a sea of blue. Silently, softly treading as if in a church, Feeling the power of love enfolding my heart, I sank into the beauty as…
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All that was made was made through Him.
It pressed into his skull, tearing his skin, wild thorns shocking Him. A man with a lash, watched him tremble but played his part in the injustice til He was almost dead. Did he remember They were both made through Him and for Him? Did he regret speaking creation into being? As the light was…
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The Fragrant Blessing of Hope
Mary speaks part 2 I cannot go on. My heart is dead, a blackness entered my soul and his battered body is ever before my face. I am empty, any pride in him is gone. Was any of it true? Oh I need Joseph he would remind me of the words of angels, God sent…
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I Cannot do this
Part One – Mary speaks:- I cannot do this, I cannot be this. He is my baby. I feel as though a sword has pierced my soul. — I cling to Mary Magdalene as she clings to me. What sense is this? His work is not finished. What can he do when dead? — My…
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Love One Another
God looked and saw them eyeing each other’s eyes, Testing each other, judging. – God sighed, angels cried. — God sighed, angels cried, The son had been there, judged. – He called them to Him charged them to see each other through His eyes, His love and to be set free.
