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Friday, September 23, 2011
John 20 Terri Harvey
Why do I hasten down the road this after-Sabbath day,
the dust disturbed by my hurried footfalls?
My heart was broken with His on that darkening day,
and I was buried in sorrow through that night and day and night-
a joyless Sabbath, wondering at my faithless fears.
I saw Him heal and feed and pray; I felt the tears of testimony warm, then dry upon my cheeks.
I thought I knew.
But now my steps slow and falter among the rocks and thorns of this garden slope. Why do I climb? What do I seek? How dare I dare?
I will go and do as my heart has led me, with jar and cloth, and hope that I may find access to Him.
Confusion. Have I arrived? Is this the place? Discarded swords. Unbalanced rock ajar. Folded linen bleached blindingly white. But where...
Gone. All gone. Tragically gone.
Head down to calm my panic, forcing breath.
“Woman, why weepest thou? What seekest thou?”
Poor kind gardener. How can I begin to open the gate of my heart? How could you, meek soul, abide the depth of what I have seen and heard and felt?
And yet I long for you to rescue me – to take this balm and bind the wound. I beg with clouded eyes.
“Mary.” A distant voice before. Now the familiar whisper of compassion. Dare I lift my eyes to meet his? Hoping hope restores my faith.
The final call to me is by pure Spirit – the purest breath of all.
At last I hear. I see. I feel. I answer:
Friday, September 2, 2011
Monday, April 13, 2009
Because He lives,
I can bear whatever burden may be mine.
I am encircled in the arms of love divine.
Because He lives,
He will banish every shadow of my pain.
Every sorrow will be swallowed up in Him,
For in HIs hand is healing for the weary soul.
This I know -
Because He lives.
I feel such personal gratitude for the Savior of all Mankind - and for His gift of having YOU in my life.