“……and Jitters did WHAT for that little injured girl?”


 

 

 

 

“……and Jitters did WHAT for the abused girl we found?”

 

 

So friends in circling love laved herbs and oils on battered child.

So critters in crooning bowing eased twinight’s falling shades.

So all questers ne’er doubted the Light would wait e’er so mild.

So blessings and healings and hummings covered all in glades.

 

“What, what? Hark, hark!  Bark, bark! So snark a jumper enters here,”

cried all friends at once as new dancer, new prancer, Mr. Jitters did come.

“Me, Mr. Jitters, me flips and trips all ’bout ye healin’,come to wipe tear

of bashin’ from this dear girlie eye wid me dancin’ and me totin’ like a bum.”

 

So Mr. Jitters did swing, so sweet, dear girl to broad shoulder of mercy.

So all friends did gasp and swoon and fall to praying knee at such a jest,

Yet jest bearing light of fresh-born hope to face born by such nursey,

Such new hope face alight in swinging by Jitters,all bouncing blessed.

 

 

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“……and suddenly we heard singing!”


 

 

 

“……and suddenly we heard singing!”

 

 

 

 

 

 

And, now, dear friends and fellow travelers, we watch,we swatch,

Sturdy loving critterly folk make their rugged way o’er water and rock

Ever looking up, ever guided by the Winged Ones, in quest so splotch

With bramble and thorn and glitter and song of wind with heart to stock.

Let us now hold back and listen so still in thrill at climb up a notch

In trail under Wing and Bill shone next ray of Light none could mock.

 

 

“Be quietsy, ye ol’ Stumpy Woman, no snortsing of Bush Nose do make;

“For weuns do stretch heartstring to hear sweetsie note by yon lake:”

Thus did friends and critters all did rest with all steps did forsake

To listen and watch and stretch their souls out to veriest edge of calm take.

 

 

Toes whispering in the grass,

Fingers whispering the honeysuckle

Tongue whispering in the ice,

Lips whispering in the search.

 

 

Windy sun chasing joy;

Tossing branches weaving birds.

Purple perfume smoothing steps;

Dewdropping grasses washing minds.

 

 

Chirping birds, chipping old stump.

Rustling grasses, flaking old skin.

Floating petals, drying bloom edges.

 

 

“The least, the least!” cried Old Crow.

“Ne’er forget the least,” scraped Grasshopper.

She pondered, “All these berries be enough?”

 

 

And so did friends find battered Lil Child

‘neath a poking bramble, near to fainting

And so did friends lift up bleeding Lil Child

bringing saved one to healing juice in painting.

 

 

 

 

 

“……and The One stopped on His Death-Road to HEAL someone?”


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Lenten Journey – Day 39
Biblical Scripture: Mark 10:32-34, 46-52
Open Invitation to Join Terri from

Cloaked Monk

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31-Mar-12: Mark 10:32-34, 46-52

 

32 They were on the road, going up to Jerusalem, and Jesus was walking ahead of them; they were amazed, and those who followed were afraid. He took the twelve aside again and began to tell them what was to happen to him, 33 saying, “See, we are going up to Jerusalem, and the Son of Man will be handed over to the chief priests and the scribes, and they will condemn him to death; then they will hand him over to the Gentiles; 34 they will mock him, and spit upon him, and flog him, and kill him; and after three days he will rise again.”

46 They came to Jericho. As he and his disciples and a large crowd were leaving Jericho, Bartimaeus son of Timaeus, a blind beggar, was sitting by the roadside. 47 When heheard that it was Jesus of Nazareth, he began to shout out and say, “Jesus, Son of David, have mercy on me!” 48 Many sternly ordered him to be quiet, but he cried out even more loudly, “Son of David, have mercy on me!” 49 Jesus stood still and said, “Call him here.” And they called the blind man, saying to him, “Take heart; get up, he is calling you.” 50 So throwing off his cloak, he sprang up and came to Jesus. 51 Then Jesus said to him, “What do you want me to do for you?” The blind man said to him, “My teacher, let me see again.” 52 Jesus said to him, “Go; your faith has made you well.” Immediately he regained his sight and followed him on the way.

 

 

 

 

 

 

“……and The One stopped on His Death-Road to HEAL someone?”

 

 

 

 

So the friends hummed and bummed along in such altogether joy.

So the friends summed up all the love and light gathered along the way.

So the critters and unfolk and newly-joined ragged one all fee like the boy

Who flapped his ears and hugged his donkey and tugged no more to stray.

 

 

“Oh, ye ragged one, ye taggedy-splaggedy one, how ye be strong so long?”

Did one friend, then t’other seek to know of new friend so ragged, so happy.

“Oh,”cried down Crow and Bird and Fly,”did ye miss The One, all strong,

“Stopping in His Death Road to heal and love these rags back to clappy?”

“……and you say HIS FEET needed the balm more than ours?”


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Lenten Journey – Day 32
Biblical Scripture: John 12:1-11 Open Invitation to Join Terri from

Cloaked Monk

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24-Mar-12: John 12:1-11

 

Six days before the Passover Jesus came to Bethany, the home of Lazarus, whom he had raised from the dead. 2 There they gave a dinner for him. Martha served, and Lazarus was one of those at the table with him. 3 Mary took a pound of costly perfume made of pure nard, anointed Jesus’ feet, and wiped them with her hair. The house was filled with the fragrance of the perfume. 4 But Judas Iscariot, one of his disciples (the one who was about to betray him), said, 5 “Why was this perfume not sold for three hundred denarii and the money given to the poor?” 6 (He said this not because he cared about the poor, but because he was a thief; he kept the common purse and used to steal what was put into it.) 7 Jesus said, “Leave her alone. She bought it so that she might keep it for the day of my burial. 8 You always have the poor with you, but you do not always have me.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

“……and you say HIS FEET needed the balm more than ours?”

 

 

 

So did friends all holding hands and sticks and ears and noses

Lean and huff and carry on with guff up this higher hill, this brighter hill.

So did friends all critterly and snorterly topple and bend to toeses

Keen in pain of scratches and scrapes and wounds to water the thrill.

 

 

“Oh, Crow, find that oil, that balm, you say Old BeadyEye did spy!”

“Oh, Bluesay Fly!  Buzz over a drop of that healing so rare!”

“Nay, friends and critters and flopping topsies! Oil not for you nor I!”

“Wait, friends, for streams down below!  Oil for feet of THE ONE so bare!”

“…….and you say we carry THE ONE inside of us?”


 

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Lenten Journey – Day 20
Biblical Scripture: 1 Corinthians 3:10-23
Open Invitation to Join Terri from

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12-Mar-12: 1 Corinthians 3:10-23

10 According to the grace of God given to me, like a skilled master builder I laid a foundation, and someone else is building on it. Each builder must choose with care how to build on it.

11 For no one can lay any foundation other than the one that has been laid; that foundation is Jesus Christ.

12 Now if anyone builds on the foundation with gold, silver, precious stones, wood, hay, straw—

13 the work of each builder will become visible, for the Day will disclose it, because it will be revealed with fire, and the fire will test what sort of work each has done.

14 If what has been built on the foundation survives, the builder will receive a reward.

15 If the work is burned up, the builder will suffer loss; the builder will be saved, but only as through fire.

16 Do you not know that you are God’s temple and that God’s Spirit dwells in you?

17 If anyone destroys God’s temple, God will destroy that person. For God’s temple is holy, and you are that temple.

 

 

 

“…….and you say we carry THE ONE inside of us?”

 

 

“Lessie me rest, lessie me heal,” bleated Spottedy Goat, seeking to be still.

“Sure, an ye should rest oh so fine, with all healing and tending ye have.”

So cawed Old Crow and chirped Ugly Bird and flapped Floppy-Eared in thrill.

So friends huddled as one in tending old Spottedy, snuggled with salve.

 

Once  more cawed Old Crow,” Ye give thanks for this mending place, ye do.”

“What mean ye, what caw ye, Old Crow?” all turned up to seek.

“Why Spottedy be healed just here, just now? How we give thanks so true?

“Why, know ye not, yon Spottedy body means temple to be for Him so meek.”

“…………..and you say all those folks back there are foolish?”


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Lenten Journey – Day 19
Biblical Scripture: 1 Corinthians 1:18-25
Open Invitation to Join Terri from

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11-Mar-12: 1 Corinthians 1:18-25

 

18 For the message about the cross is foolishness to those who are perishing, but to us who are being saved it is the power of God.

19 For it is written,”I will destroy the wisdom of the wise,and the discernment of the discerning I will thwart.”

20 Where is the one who is wise? Where is the scribe? Where is the debater of this age? Has not God made foolish the wisdom of the world?

21 For since, in the wisdom of God, the world did not know God through wisdom, God decided, through the foolishness of our proclamation, to save those who believe.

22 For Jews demand signs and Greeks desire wisdom,

23 but we proclaim Christ crucified, a stumbling block to Jews and foolishness to Gentiles,

24 but to those who are the called, both Jews and Greeks, Christ the power of God and the wisdom of God.

25 For God’s foolishness is wiser than human wisdom, and God’s weakness is stronger than human strength.

 

 

“…………..and you say all those folks back there are foolish?”

 

 

“Ohsee, meesee, mysee–we just bees so silly-willy-nilly, all fallen down!”

So did Stumpy and Littley and Spottedy and all friends hugged in rest.

“Oh, now ye be stopped; now ye be all whopped out, “did Old Crow caw to crown

Those healing and panting friends with love from above for holding in breast.

 

“Oh, but wesee beesee so most foolsee-woolsee, can’t you see, Old Caw?”

“Whysee usees, sent to quest, climb, crawl to east for light, Light, LIGHT?”

“Why, know ye not?  Have ye not seen?  Have ye not been? Have ye not held that Paw?”

“Ye most lovely crittery ones walk in proof ye hold none wise but The One of Might!”

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