“……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?”

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