Tag: thecross
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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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Grace in the Waiting
Dissolving margins take me deeper into the desolation of the soul, with each moment long, I find my life weariness increasing the hole in my thinking. ——– Tears thicken in my eyes where the sight is strained by searching, my heart is like a rock as if the spirit’s flown leaving me lurching on its…