Tag: birth
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Death Gives Life
My brother and I had stood for yearsOffering cooling shade from the sun’s hot lightSignalling the breeze waves of delightMarking the way from there to here with just our sight But like all out kindOur days are often cut shortSome cursed to burn in flames of lifeOthers reformed with by calloused hands My brother was…
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Kiss of Death
The betrayer lead the mob to where he waitedSilently praying to the God he claimed to beDefended by sleeping menToo lazy and content to stand a proper watch Darkness surrounded the garden’s nightDeeper than this time without lightColder too than would normally beAs if even the air know of the cold evil being freed to…
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Mistaken Identity
Their feet have walked upon my faceDay after dayComing and going as they worshipYear after year I’ve seen every stepHeard every teachingBeen stained by every warAnd relished every triumph along the way So today as he comesRiding on the ass that helped carry him to BethlehemAnd they celebrate who they want him to beI know…
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Signs and Wonders
Due to the formatting of this particular part of the story, I’ve decided to upload a picture of it here. Since each of these posting on Sundays are simply a rough first draft, this will change in the end anyway.
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Joseph’s Worry
It had taken the voice of an angelTo believe the words of anotherThat our boy who is not my ownWas truly a gift from God And now I’m expected to raiseThe son of our LORDTo teach him how to be a man of honorWhen he will always be more than I How can I teach…
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Mary’s Pain
Gabriel had spoken so gently that nightSo assured in his messageIn the giftIn the promise An angel, visiting meIt wasn’t properFor everyone knew of the horrid NephilimWhich came from such meetings in the night But he wasn’t here to take advantageHe was here to deliver a messageWhich only fueled the worryBurning deep within my soul…
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Silenced
I thought it ridiculousA man of my ageA woman of hersTo expect a child after so many years barren Even knowing the Angel was sentFrom God’s side to proclaim the newsMy human nature had overtakenThe faith I claimed each day to have I had been allowedThrough the mercy of hand and penTo tell my wife…
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Worthy
I don’t know why I was chosenBy the carpenter that dayTo carry his wife and unborn childOn their journey home I wasn’t anything specialIf anything I was the runt of the coffleOften the last to feedAlways the last to be wanted But there seemed to be something specialAbout the child still formingAs beings from the…
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Shelter
I began my life the day Joseph was bornPlanted by his fatherIn honor of his child’s birthGrowing together through the sands of time We spent so many years togetherAs he shared his dreamsLearned his tradeAnd came to understand his fate Father to the Father’s childHusband to the blessed womanBuilder of homesArtist of ancient craft I…
J.Rhett Lively 