“……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
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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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“……and you say if we stop arguing, we can shine brighter?”

 

 

 

 

 

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Lenten Journey – Day 38
Biblical Scripture: Philippians 2:12-18
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30-Mar-12: Philippians 2:12-18

12 Therefore, my beloved, just as you have always obeyed me, not only in my presence, but much more now in my absence, work out your own salvation with fear and trembling; 13 for it is God who is at work in you, enabling you both to will and to work for his good pleasure.

14 Do all things without murmuring and arguing, 15 so that you may be blameless and innocent, children of God without blemish in the midst of a crooked and perverse generation, in which you shine like stars in the world. 16 It is by your holding fast to the word of life that I can boast on the day of Christ that I did not run in vain or labor in vain. 17 But even if I am being poured out as a libation over the sacrifice and the offering of your faith, I am glad and rejoice with all of you— 18 and in the same way you also must be glad and rejoice with me.

 

 

 

 

 

 

“……and you say if we stop arguing, we can shine brighter?”

 

 

 

So now friends be climbin’ high and sparkin’ sigh after sigh.

So now critters be rockin’ and rollin’ ’round rock and rill.

So now unfolk be leaning’ and keenin’ all up and up so high.

So now all questers be pesters for Crow to give ’em a thrill.

 

 

 

“Why ye not happy to be so sappy with life on this hill?

“Why ye not diggin’ down into critter heart for joy of this trip?”

“Why ye dim your life on this path with so much murmur to kill

“The new light, the new stars, right out of your eyes to slip?”

 

 

 
“Oh, Crow, oh Bird, oh Blythy-fly, all winged ones up there!”

“Ye beesies so righties when ye tellsies us of so wrongelly words.

“Oh, guiding wings, flap and dap down more such wiselings to bear

“Alway and e’er more in smilin’ face so our lightsies not be curds.”