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I Want To Die… #devotion #prayer #Covid19

A wave pushes me under

look in eyes of anathema

there’s never been love’s glow

my spirit is weak

I tremble alone

you hand me the knife

“Do it. “

die- get it over with

there is one

heard my cry in the wilderness

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The words pour out. One woman echos the words of thousands of other women as the hour is sounded.

“I WANT TO DIE…”

She is weary from hope. Desperation claims her breath, anguish has consumed her life force.

The will that remains is for an end – death.

I cannot reach a hand of hope to hers. I cannot touch her heart with my tears, but there is one who can.

His name is Jesus.

Two thousand years ago this humble servant walked dusty roads to love the lost, heal the lepers, free those in bondage, die for the sins of the world.

 

“As a shepherd looks for his sheep on the day he is among his scattered flock, so I will look for My flock. I will rescue them from all the places where they have been scattered on a cloudy and dark day.”

Ezekiel 34:12

Jesus came not to be served or elevated to a kingly throne “but to seek and save the lost.”

A woman lonely, distressed with a disease is emptied of hope. She hears about Jesus and believes that his love will save her.  As she barely touches the hem of his tunic, she is healed and saved..

This nameless women cry in the night. He holds bottles filled with their tears. “Lord heal me, Lord save me, Lord forgive me, Lord LOVE ME.”

This day as you look at Corona Virus death tolls look to the shepherd who knows your name. He hears your cry, knows your fear, and with grace and mercy longs to rescue you!!!!

 

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Inspired #children #education #africa #ourcall

We  put our heads together to determine the best colours for the Sun.

“It’s hot you will burn up.” He teases as he drops the hot red ball.

“Now this circle is blue and cool to touch.” He holds the ball over his head. “There’s alot of water around Africa.”

“Is it floating?”

“Certainly not.” He moves on with his explanation. “And then this grey circle is the moon. We only have one but some planets have so many.”

“How old did you say you were?”

“I’m 8 on the earth, but I’m 34 on Mercury.” There it is again that teasing smile that says I know stuff.

We have completed our prototype. As he spins the moon around the earth he tells me, “the moon completes one orbit in just under 28 days.”

“Okay, how long does it take the earth to go around the sun?”

“Hmm…”

I mouth – 3 hundred

“300 days”

I hold up 6 fingers

“306 days”

“Close. How long is one year?”

“I know. It’s 365 days.”

“Yes.” I also know that he is teaching me how to make these science lessons come alive.

So now my friend Micah has the facts as he orbits around our classroom/ workroom.

“You sure you aren’t really 34?”

He laughs and runs off with legs that didn’t work several months ago.

“Did I mention you hands are going to be famous!!!” I call out from the porch.

“Yes, I know.” He calls over his shoulder.

*****

I can’t smile enough at the joy that radiates as children learn and thrive in East Africa.

 

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The Coming Storm #poetry #storm #dorian

The clock it is a ticking

which way am I to run

storm front at my doorstep

where did it come from

Fear can be my master

give way to its despair

I tremble in the closet

devastation is so near

cling to strength and promise

your shield will be there

the storm may be coming

it will not linger here

The Lord is good, a refuge in times of trouble. He cares for those who trust in Him

Nahum 1:7

Our prayers are with the dear people of the Bahamas and to those still in Dorian’s path.

 

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A-Z Challenge Day 5

Post 1644. Thursday April 5

My Friend Rosey has been a feature of my blog since I set it up twelve years ago. To read all about her in 200 or so words, click HERE

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Rosey adores kids. Let’s face it, she’s still one herself at heart, so when she heard a local junior school needed a teacher’s assistant she just had to apply. Fortunately, Mummy was one of the school governors and able to pull strings!

She got the job. Her main tasks are to assist teacher Mrs. Brown, to aid the kids, and help maintain order. Problem is, she sometimes forgets she’s there to work and reverts to a child herself!  She prefers sitting on the mat with the youngsters to perching on a chair, and loves flicking paint at the children and pulling funny faces when Mrs. Browns’ back is turned! The other day she even raised…

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Secrets

the raw edge of secrets – written with understanding

In The Hive

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ssh quiet whispers between filtered lights blinds shut curtains pulled

secrets

now all hidden in the mind
don’t matter
won’t matter
you’ll grow up
and forget this secret life
All a lie a secret grows
like a noxious weed
spreads
its poisonous roots
deep within your mind

this isn’t your regular little white lies secrets
or I’ll tell you a secret
this is like life and death secrets
that one out of a million gets to have it
rare but not that rare
the type that can wipe your life off the face of the earth secret
you grow with a secret
Secrets recognize you
You cant let go
You cant leave a secret behind
the best you can do
is try to hide it
keep it quiet
deep somewhere
in your mind

It comes with you for the rest of your life
gathering more as you try to live
telling…

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