My Cloak for A King #palmsunday #sundaydevotion

 

 my pink petal robe

beneath un-sandaled feet

lovingly caress

unworthy to meet

The King!

 

What would it be like to have Jesus walk on my cloak, look in my eyes and smile? This Jesus came as a servant to the poor, the sick, the broken, the unaccepted. The leaders could not understand a king like this. They despised this “rule-breaker” who would not conform to the law they had defiled.

Jesus is not of this world. He rules with love and reaches his scepter of forgiveness to all. Grasp for that freedom and you will be washed clean from the mud of this world.

“He was despised and rejected be men, a man of sorrows and acquainted with grief; and as one from whom men hide their faces he was despised and we esteemed him not.”

                                                                    ~Isaiah 53:3

“The next day he saw Jesus coming toward him, and said, “Behold the Lamb of God, who takes away the sin of the world!”

                                                                   ~John 1:29

cherry cross sun

 

Today is Palm Sunday. This is the day when Jesus entered Jerusalem on a donkey. He was celebrated and loved. Such a difference one week makes in the lives of us all.

 

Thank you to Wall paper gallery for the free image of the cross it merged perfectly with my shot of the cherry blossoms to make a lovely image.

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Freedom’s Dawn #Easter #Poetry

breaking through clouds look through storm clouds

beauty to behold

colors of the rainbow

mercy to unfold

hold not to the dark

open up your heart

before the Lord seek freedom

make a fresh new start

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nightingale’s song

 lily raises its pure face

morning glory

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Easter is a time to be reminded of Christ’s sacrifice and renewed. But we can hold back and lay roots of rot and resistance. It is not God who holds back His goodness. We are the ones who chose not the beauty of salvation’s grace.

 

Free to Forgive #poetry #children #abuse #peace

blowing a kiss

“You obstruct my way to happiness”

you told me at eight

“so you little one

I chose to hate”

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a gentle laugh

blue tender eyes

you couldn’t embrace

you had to despise

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she sadly saw

a visage so dark

jealousy ran deep

imprisoned your heart

**

she hoped for one day

this evil would flee

one night your demon

listened not to her plea

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how she lived through that night

he will never know

but she called upon God

death’s grip to let her go

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she could have become bitter

fears played within her mind

but forgiveness set her free

kept her heart from being blind

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yes those painful nights remembered

will always  cause her pain

she prays someday he’s ridden

of the beast that was insane

“The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong.”  ~Gandhi

“Forgiveness is not an occasional act, it is a constant attitude” ~ Martin Luther King Jr.

This prose is a true story of a girl who should have died one night (alongside her beautiful mother) at the hands of a man who had lost her senses.  She has worked with children (all over the world)  who have experienced painful hate and she encourages  them to  forgive…

I really appreciate what Kozo is doing at  Everyday Gurus. Kozo is encouraging bloggers to Blog for Peace (b4peace)  and write a monthly Peace Challenge Blog. This month the peace challenge prompt is “Marching Towards Forgiveness” an act that takes strength of will to perform at any age.