Sacrifice
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Kindness speaks with gentle words,a smile, a hand outstretched,a fleeting warmth that soothes the woundbut does not mend the flesh. Yet love—true love—descends beneath,where kindness fears to tread.It bears the weight of others’ pain,pours wine where wounds have bled. Kindness offers what is safe,what costs the giver naught,but love will kneel, embrace the cross,no mercy Read more
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In the shadow of the cross, I stand,A sinner wrapped in tattered rags of pride,The world’s allure still clinging to my hands,Yet here, You call me—arms stretched open wide. I see the nails, the thorns, the crimson flow,Each drop a message: Beloved, you are Mine.What love is this, that stoops so low,To bear my curse, Read more
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*image generated with AI, September 2024 I pray aloud, “Jesus, can You lend me a hand?”His voice, tender and loving, replies, “I already did, “In the nails, in the wood, where My love was laid bare,I carried your burden long before your despair.” Read more
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*Image created using AI, September 2024 In the cool, blue haze of the evening,where shadows dance with memories,a man steps forth, cloaked in love,a rhythm in his heart, a melody above. He walks the ancient paths of sorrow,each step a note in a divine song,a tune that echoes through the ages,whispering of grace, of righting Read more
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Neath a foreboding sky,a man, silent, alonehaltingly trudges up the hill.The earth, unsteady,as nails pierce and swords puncturemingling water, blood, and dust. From the tree,a breath taken,then given away. This is the turning—the world, like a leaf,fallen,now caughtin the handof grace. My Lord and my God. Read more
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In breathless moments before the altar, hearts trembling with sacred prescience, eyes fixed on the Host, the Bread of Life, souls whispering fervent prayers, longing for the divine embrace, as the veil between heaven and earth grows thin, prayers raising with the sweet exhaust of the Thurible, hearts now beating in unison, a veritable hymn Read more
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