wild and bitter weeping.
It's Rachel weeping for her children,
Rachel refusing all solace.
Her children are gone,
gone--long gone into exile."
But God says,
"Stop your incessant weeping,
hold back your tears.
Collect wages from your grief work. "
God's Decree.
"They'll be coming back home!
There's hope for your childre." God's Decree.
Jeremiah 31 excerpt, Eugene Petersen, The Message
...God's angel showed up again in Joseph's dream and commanded, "get up.
Take the child and his mother and flee to Egypt."
Matthew 2 excerpt, The Message
His sorrow was a true as bread:
no liar looked him in the head;
if every friend became his foe
he'd laugh and build a world with snow.
My father moved through the theys of we,
singing each leaf out of each tree
(and every child was sure that spring
danced when she heard my father sing)
then let men kill which cannot share,
let blood and flesh be mud and mire,
scheming imagine, passion willed,
freedom a drug that's bought and sold
....and nothing quite so least as truth
--i say though hate were why men breathe--because my father lived his soul
love is the whole and more than all
(excerpts from e.e.cummings, 50 poems)
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