Tag: healing
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Kneeling at the Cross
It was the kneeling that showed me, ‘Look up’ came the voice I glanced up and saw a new thing, Jesus as they would have see him. Not a cross as a crucifix, But bound arms pleading for release to touch, to heal, to tenderly care, but his feet – blood…
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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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Jesus
He fell, the weight of the beam a burden on the man’s already bloody, broken skin, some jeered while others remembered the gentle touch of his wholesome healing. —— The earth shifted and groaned, tenderly held him, who was in all and through all. —– Shoved, pushed and hustled by men til he stood swaying,…
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The Praise of Birds.
The cloud had darkened, and the lane lengthened, as my dragging feet walked the dusty way home. My fears were growing and the worry charging my mind with images and misery. The news was bad. — A person walks on and carries with them their past, the nightmares and traumas, failures and fears grasp the…
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P T S D
Glimpses of, What might have been, Nightmares of what has been. Days spent in restless anticipation of fear, nausea, hope or despair. —— Hating my own hair and teeth, revolted by the marks on my flesh, loved by someone who stands by me Day on day, hour on hour. —— No criticisms or judgements, no…
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Christmas, what’s the point?
The lonely are lonelier, the poor – even poorer, the weak are slowly weaker, the spoiled are so spoiled. And there is a place where you are either outside or in. And no- one asks you to enter. —– The sad are even sadder, the glad somewhat gladder, the fearful – more fearing. The workers…
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Love
Those eyes, I look and see myself as he does, He stares back with leisurely love, It never wavers, Each tiny cell speaking peace, Each lash and brow saying, “Hush.” Challenged I watch those eyes that watched the children play, and Blessed them, turned to the blind and dumb, and healed them, looked into the…
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