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Sunday, April 2, 2017

THE GIFT...a transforming Presence


A TRANSFORMING PRESENCE

If not for the wounds, where would I be?
The years of fear distinguished me.
Hidden in the depths of my inner child,
years of darkness bitter sweet,
held shameful secrets incomplete.
My wounds received when just a babe
Have grieved me through the years.
I cried aloud to reach the One
Who could dispel my fears.
Crying...begging...praying...listening,
Provided me my destiny.
Nor did I know that with the wounds
a new life would begin.

If not for His wounds where would I be?
Jesus stripes liberated me...
 to heal,
to forgive,
 to set this  prisoner free.

Came the day it all broke through...
Unknown images unleashed, propelled into the Light,
Exposing confusion, disorder and fright!

THE GIFT
Stands a Tree that gifted me from it's opened side..
Oh, the gift it gave to me came flowing from inside...
That opened wound pierced by a sword
Was given in love for me.
"A Gift!" It said, "A gift made yours...
Of Grace,
 Of hunger, pain and quest.
To ease your broken heart,
You sought your loving Savior
To live with you as Guest!"

Jesus knows the way to lead where wholeness
And forgiveness meet.
Within His gentle, loving Heart,
His Presence and His Grace,
Lives Hope and Trust anew.

2 Corinthians 5:17-20