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Risen Christ
by Anne Linington Almost imperceptibly, the risen Christ enters within the closed doors of my fears, Penetrating the defensive armour that protects from further pain, But of necessity, keeps one imprisoned and alone. Gentle as a breath, Jesus speaks His word of "Peace" And I am comforted by His presence. Unable to grant Him entry, He has taken the initiative And comes into my world, as He once came two thousand years ago. The historical Jesus, Word made flesh and Incarnate Son, Still comes to frightened disciples, grief-stricken women, Bewildered friends and guilt-ridden followers. Jesus, manifest your risen self, To all who long for that personal life changing encounter with you. I live in the UK, and attend an evangelical Church of England, where I am training as a Reader, (lay preacher). I support the work of a Christian Healing Centre, and enjoy writing, particularly poetry. Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |