Blessed are you,as you weep on your knees.With perfume and tears washing over My feet.Blessed are you,beggar,hopeless and blind.Calling for mercy when Im passing by.Blessed are you,shaking your head.At two tiny fish and some bread.Blessed are you as you tremble and wait.For the first stone thrown at your sinful disgrace.Blessed are you,lonely widow who gave your last shiny coin to Yahweh.Blessed are you with your silver and lies.Kissing the One whos saving your life.Tell me your story,show me you wounds and Ill show you what Love sees whe Love looks at you.Hand me the pieces,broken and bruised.I see what I made in your mothers womb.I see the day I fell in love with you.I see tomorrows,nothing left to chance.I see My Fathers fingerprints!I see your story,I see My name.Its written on every beautiful page.You see the struggle,you see the shame.I see the reason I came.For your story and wounds.And Ill show you what Love sees when i see you i see love.Have a blessed not blue Monday!!
Posted on: Mon, 10 Nov 2014 05:10:26 +0000
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