Like the woman with the alabaster box
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I came to him laden with emotional baggage of many kinds
But still I came
I came with the residue of pain from past hurts I couldn’t let go…
I came to him knowing that many had written me off,
Wondering if Jesus would see something worth saving in me…
Hopefully I came
But as I knelt before him something happened
The Lamb of God, savior of the world reached down
and lifted me to my feet
He took my chin within his hand and lifted my face towards his own
As I looked into his eyes I saw such kindness, such compassion such love…
I wept
He dried my tears and called me by name
“My child weep no more I am here, “ he said
As I looked into those eyes I continued to weep and as I wept
my burdens… They miraculously disappeared
The pain,
the hurt,
the shame…
I felt it no more
Like the woman with the alabaster box when I left His presence
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I was rejoicing
I was forgiven
I was free
Trusting Him,
~Bernadine~
Amen sweet sis, love you.
ReplyDeleteVery well done indeed!!!!Bernadine this is my first vist and I truly enjoyed your heartfelt poem.
ReplyDeleteAmen to that, Bernadine. I am always thrilled when you are sharing your beautiful poetry with us.
ReplyDeleteLove & peace,
<>< Iris
Absolutely beautiful Bernadine! I loved how you wrote that he lifted you to your feet and he said your name. I think that you really captured his essence which speaks volumes about your relationship with him. Thanks for sharing this wonderful poem.
ReplyDeleteYou have me teary-eyed! Beautiful words!!!
ReplyDeleteOh wow, this very moving, Bernadine!
ReplyDeleteTears...no words...just thankful.
ReplyDeleteLove you.
Caused a tightening in my throat and tears to my eyes. Such love, peace and liberation. Excellent write.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for your kind words.
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