Here Comes the Judge

Gone
They peer into the shadowed stark space; our hung one is gone without a trace The muddled guards assert His people stole his body in the dead of night, while we slept and grapple unable 1 Why were they believed for blind hindsight? Really, they dont know, what they dont know. So, how can they possibly be right? Look, there are some who really do know Magdalen, John, Peter, Cleopas eye witness accounts, they do bestow to declare this truth, reason must trust faith in this ones resurrection which foreshadows our own doing thus2 True sacrifice is not destruction. for cross-bearing begets my rising. Its, Here I am in genuflection True sacrifice is non-demanding; wit trusting in beliefs choseness, and my whole hearts hurt and hope holding. Thus, Im blessed by Her with gracefulness, yes, and redemptions two-way pathway makes me take Her side in faithfulness. This new way to go asks me to say; what I see with belief is about, why I keep promises come what may and why covenants hug has no doubt: loves breath of life breathed in, lifes breath of love breathed out. I peer in; its still shadowed stark space; and our wound is healed by Her embrace

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Matthew 28: 13 Father Judge Meditations p129: line 48 & 51

April 3, 2010