Tag: jesus
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One Glass at a Time

Growing up, we spent more of our evenings outside than inside, especially when my Mamaw was alive. She had an affinity for watching the sunset each evening, for listening to the critters and creatures near her old house chitter and chatter, for simply feeling “God’s breath” on her neck. I sometimes thought it was Satan’s…
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Reign of Darkness

The Light is deadDefeated in his arroganceTortured for his unwillingnessTo wage the war we were ready to fight We now rule CreationWhat was holy and pureNow stained with the bloodOf the one which it all began Soon we will begin our final attackDestroying the rest who chooseTo fight their fightAnd follow the path of light…
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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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Judas’s Choice

He has made a fool of all of usClaiming the power no man can haveCommanding things mock the LawGiving no regard to our lives or our nation Something must be doneHe must be stoppedThough the example our leaders have in mindMight be too drastic a choice to take They have offered me so muchTo betray…
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Anger

I’ve never seen any part of the Creator so vengefulNever known Him to lash out at his children in this wayHe’d even taken the time to fashion my formTransforming me from chords of waste into a whip by hand. Stone tables too heavy for most menTossed like lots in the sandSpilling all the wears and…
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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…