STRUT: THE ONE TO LIE TO

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Go tell the widowed woman downtown
It’s only a long walk to her home
Wear a smile and embrase happiness
Ignore the flashes that burrow within
Live through each day and not in it
Receive the bickering strolls of passers-by
Your strength is the irony of your weakness

She will welcome you like a lost sheep
Listen to you
With imaginations of a withering plant
Then “shuu” you off like a bush fly
With mutterings: the debt of death is life
Strut or not, its faded hands still blooms

-ruthspoetry 2017

GOOD FRIDAY: JESUS PAID IT ALL

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Whipped, cursed
bruised, a king he
still was. This cup
he endured so we can
be free of sin, not
because he couldn’t
defeat it, but because
his life was our cleanser,
his blood our salvation.
He paid it all. A sacrifice
too big that angels
worshipped his
brave and loving heart.
Today, marks the celebration
of death in life, a death that
conquered death and sin….

“He made a sacrifice for you,
what are you sacrificing for him?”

#TELL SOMEONE ABOUT JESUS TODAY

By Ruth Brodrick
Copyright 2015