Tag: crucifixion
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The hauntings
Lord, where is hope? I am haunted by the pictures, of children, broken bodies, stumps where legs have been, — Lord where is hope? I am haunted by the bombs, shootings and drones. How can they aim them at human beings? — Lord where is hope? I am haunted by the parents on Bluesky asking…
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The Cost
Roughly handled, bruising flesh, deliberately hurting grabbed wrists, tied to abloody post, clothes ripped away from his now public exposed, vulnerable back. — Bowed to the inevitable, he prayed for the men around, and as the first stroke struck his soft flesh, he groaned, and prayed for healing for creation, hearing its screams. — Each…
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Hosanna!
Grief stricken, an empty armed mother wanders outside the city gates and meets the family leaving their home, empty pocketed, no wage to come. —- Misshapen people, ostracised sit in the shade of the tombs and rocks, longing for a health to enter the city where they are unclean, where deprivation, disease, death and hatred…
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Public Humiliation of the Innocent.
Good Friday All through the night he was moved and tried, no one stood by him and not one dared stay, Peter denied knowing him and a cock crowed, people yelled, ‘Crucify!’ when Pilate was unsure. Washing his hands, wipes away innocent blood, scans the grown ugly mob and turns to Jesus, and hands the…
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