Innocent Blood

Posted Monday, July 16, 2012, at 6:12 AM

With churches all around she suffered alone
Too bad they all were made of stone

She talked much but no one hears
Nor do they see the invisible tears

Evil took away what she treasured most
Protecter of children they proudly boast

Unsatisfied they had to steal her hope
A little one no longer was able to cope

A tortured soul in so much pain
The stress put on her too much strain

Innocent blood was shed that day
All because evil had its' way

.....judgement.....

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Well, judgement will come eventually. Johnny Cash sang a song called "That Old Wheel".

These are my words:

"Every body has their day, everybody's gotta pay,

What goes around comes around,

That's what they always say."

"Whatsoever a man sows, he shall also reap."

-- Posted by swift on Fri, Jul 20, 2012, at 4:23 PM

The day this poem was written I later was in the home of a woman who had been in a very abusive, controlling relationship several years earlier. She said she remembered those few times that we were able to talk. I remembered, too.

A "vision quest" that began in April with Our Secret Shame ended.

Evil prevailed when Jesus lived. Corruption, abuse of power, arrogance. Jesus did not change the "system" of His day. He did however change the lives of those who heard His words and took them to heart. It still happens today.

Jesus did not organize a movement, He did initiate relationships. A woman at a well, a Gadarene demoniac, Saul of Tarsus. A conversation at a well resulted in a city hearing Jesus. A man beyond hope met Jesus and returned home a changed man. And a man who destroyed families and the lives of the early christians met Jesus and His eyes were opened to the truth of his actions. It still happens today.

May the only blood in my life be the blood of Jesus as I lift someone to Him at the foot of the Cross, mingled with tears and sweat.

.....peace.....

-- Posted by apureheart on Sat, Jul 21, 2012, at 10:58 PM

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