Tag: love
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Oh God why?
Oh God! Why did you have to die? and leave us to our own devices, devoid of restraint and fuelling vices, Jesus rose and left us behind, his words of love and reconciling abound, hope lay fallow as they hid and coped, your Spirit came and filled a few, as wind and flame through them…
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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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Forgiveness Costs
The author of forgiveness saw this blue planet as so, loving the troubled earth with paid for patience though, speaking through the earthquakes, fires and lightnings, was steadfast through shifting of huge teutonic plates breathed living spirit released the power of oxygen, and steadfastly refused to give up on humans hates. —- Millenia passed, filling…
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The Tears of a Refugee
Tenderly he lifted her like a merchant with fine china, he laid her on the grass and called her name, no answer, he heard as she listened only to the dear departed and already had forgotten his tenderness. —- Slowly she sank into the grass as if she was longing for her grave. He walked…
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Love is:
He takes my hand so lovingly, curling his fingers around mine, as if t’were a treasure of great price, and I hold his in mine while memories of that first fragile touch of nervousness. ==== Love can be worn thin like ice, a place that snaps easily and falling far through the fracture often floundering…
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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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The Kingdom in the Vineyard
Holy Tuesday The purple fruits hung in bulging clusters, their juice running down the sampler’s chin, Beautiful to see and wonderful to pick and mouthwatering, tartness and sweetness as the grapes burst, giving up their fruitfulness. — The vines, like people have roots deep down in the soil of their youth, but there are…
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My Valentine
The snowdrops split the Earth and bravely shone against the wintry grey. Hiding below where the secret darkness of the soil gives life, two fruits gradually split and new birth begins. Separately they grew entwining the bare branches of the beleaguered hawthorn ruled by frost and snow, hail and gales. But still they grew on…
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