Bread and wine, his body and his blood
A story of God’s love,
the parable of his life.
For God so loved the world,
words unfathomable, beyond comprehension,
the majesty of God, creator
maker of all, the potter.
But, more to the story.
He loved the world so much
as a father, mother
sending his son, to be born humble, human
into this world
A man, a carpenter’s son
washed clean in the Jordan
A small itinerant ministry
living off kindnesses
no home, no palace, no mansion
the parable of his life, told
so we may see, hear, touch;
so we may believe.
May 29, 2009
Mark 1:9-11
John 4:13-14
Upper Room Daily Devotional
May 28, 2009
http://www.upperroom.org/Devotional/default.asp?month=5&day=28&year=2009
Friday, May 29, 2009
The Parable of His Life
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