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Exchange

The beautiful exchange:
Love for fear 
Freedom for chains
Connection for disconnection
Joy for heaviness
Peace for loss
Power for powerlessness
Life for death.

Starting Thoughts: What an amazing exchange Jesus makes in our lives.
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#chains, #connections, #contrasts, #death, #fear, #life, #loss, #love, #peace, #power
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The Beautiful Exchange poetry on the wonderful gifts God has for us.

Goliath

I wish
just once
that someone would hear
my cry,
In the heart of this place,
alone pain,
Three deep
bruising pain,
It seems,
the more God rises
the more I shrink inward,
Drawn by the voice
but somehow
out
seems unreachable,
now even more;
how can I stand
How can I think
in the madness?
And even in this moment
the spiral catches a
death train of thoughts,
I can see ahead
the bridge is out,
Canyon boulders smashing
in storm river surge
severing supports to life
Leaving disaster broken
rails,
beyond the torture
bent metal,
the dark chasm plunge,
future inevitable
future blind
future bonded,
can't stop in time
can't stop time
Can't get off -out.

Handcuffed to fate,
The giant Goliath
looms,
laughs,
leers,
grows bigger,
pounding the iron
Weapons bloodied
steel already hooked
into my mind,
Problem unsolvable,
Death only to be embraced.

Something I heard?
"Death where is your sting?"
And I hear echoes,
Goliath sneers:
"Death is your noose"
"Death is let loose"
"Death is your smile"
"Death is your trial"
"Death fake shouts"
"Death is your doubts"
"Death is your prison"
"Death is your poison"
"Death is your reason"
"Death is your treason"
Underneath my skin
my skull laughs,
I can't save my life!

What would happen
if I opened my mouth,
Bitter...
Dryness of throat
trying to strangle
even this hope?
What would happen if I
opened my heart?
Lived for and with
something greater,
discovered a purpose
bigger than anything before.
Bitter..can there be truth
Can I believe?

Maybe...
if Jesus rose
if his love was so vast
his cross power so eternal
that he would easily say,
"Death where is your sting?"
and He could reach
across time,
Touch me
Change me
Hope me
Free me,
And I could truly live?

Time is a fleeting blink...
connected to my future...

How small did I think,
With Sunday tranquilizer gone,
I see with new eyes
the past,
No longer will I
cut off my destiny,
for God arrives in this now,
Grace an open door,
to gift me my future,
lies of circumstance
shrivel in the Light,
The truth in now,
Defeats any Goliath,
Grace inside far bigger
than the outside battle...

And I laugh...
Dance...
Anointed the beginning
turning to glory.

Fear

What do you fear?
Arachnophobia - those crawly spiders
Acrophobia - way up, fear of heights
Cynophobia - fear of dogs
Too close- the fear of confined spaces - Claustrophobia
Pediophobia - what are these small people? the phobia of dolls
Red nose, Coulrophobia the fear of clowns
Common to childhood, Nyctophobia - fear of the darkness
Mysophobia - the fear of germs

Autophobia - the fear of myself
Theophobia - the fear of God
When persistent, ongoing, irrational - a phobia
When it is healthy, balanced
centered in the love of God
it is LIFE indeed!

Fear of God
Reverence,
Hope in His love
the beginning of knowledge.
Fear God Poem (Christian Media)

Mirror on the Wall

I lifted my right hand 
He lifted His,
Tears formed in my eyes 
He cried with me, 
I smiled 
His smile hundredfold, 
I pulled a face 
laughing at life 
He chuckle shared 
for He created life.

Suddenly, fear…
Reflections 
sometimes too much, 
too personal 
too questioning 
too complex.

The hammer 
steals from my pocket 
I smash, 
shards exploding, 
to find something else..
Behind the mirror, 
blankness
I’ve destroyed
I’ve won
what I wanted.

The broken 
scatter spoke 
from the floor, 
"You are created in 
My image." 
Myriad fragments
crazy splinters
somehow still
speaking a whole.

I sweep Him up, 
Carefully, 
so as not to hurt myself. 

Mirror pieces, 
binned.


James 1:23 (ESV)
23 For if anyone is a hearer of the word and not a doer, he is like a man who looks intently at his natural face in a mirror.
1 Corinthians 13:12 (ESV)
12 For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I have been fully known.
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