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Mary

. I stand at the edge of the cave, a silent presence as I watch a girl wrapping a tiny wailing baby in strips of cloth torn from her own dress with shaky hands. She’s young -so young, I think as I watch her. Just a teenager, long dark hair and sweet dark eyes. Her…

Incarnation

(a poetry exercise in which I imagine what Yahweh might tell me of the coming of Jesus) Let me tell you a storyOf magic.Of weaving.Of my Incarnation.I took strands of Spirit things,invisible things -things that cannot be cagedor defined.Things that cannot be put in a dictionary, or lexicon, where understandingis finite and finished.I gave this…

The Beggar

(Taken from Mark 10: 46-52) We’re leaving the gates of New Jericho, energized and ready for something new – the next place – all of us excited by what could happen somewhere else, when it comes… A booming voice, tearing through the cacophony of our noise. “Jesus, Son of David, have mercy on me!” The…

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