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Kingdomtide: A Fence

a fence…

Some people I don’t like;
I thought I’d build a fence,
To quietly keep out
Those who made me tense.

Just a little fence I felt,
That no one else would see,
But slowly offenses grabbed my soul;
Offended I chose to be.

The fence became a wall,
As I hunkered down,
In my offended wounds,
Unwilling to rebound.

But the Word became a sharpened sword,
Pierced through offended state;
Through blood and death Christ broke down,
That wall of jealousy and hate.

And I weep to think that I
Clung to Offense, not Christ;
I pray for power to let all go,
And love the other as I know
Christ loves me,
amen.

copyright, 7/9/18, Ruth Tuttle Conard.

Reflect:
Mark 6:3 (Jesus’ hometown people speaking): “‘Is not this the carpenter, the son of Mary and brother of James and Joses and Judas and Simon, and are not his sisters here with us?’ And they took offense at Him.”

Ephesians 2:13, 14 “But now in Christ Jesus you who once were far off have been brought near by the blood of Christ. For He is our peace; in His flesh He has made both groups [Jews and Gentiles] into one and has broken down the dividing wall, that is, the hostility between us.”

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