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1/26/2019

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"We all die," she told herself, "sooner or later."
 And she cried.
"The sharp colors hurt my eyes,"
The jade plant leaned toward the window, to suck up all the light, leaving a soft amber glow in          the shadows.
​"Perhaps that is where the healing is," she thought, "perhaps it has been there all along."


I lost a friend yesterday. Although we had never met, I knew her through her poetry and the pictures that she colored when she was depressed. She called it color therapy. Rachel was a kind and sensitive person. Her poetry was beautiful and hopeful, and her pictures were too. I am sad when I think that I won't see them anymore.

grey morning
I look for the colors
​you left behind



Death sucks...

So what do you do with that hole in your heart?



"But he was pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was on him, and by his wounds we are healed."
Isaiah 53:5 NIV

Jesus was, is, and always will be our healer. He heals us physically, emotionally, and spiritually. He healed us when He lived among us, He healed us when He died on a cross bearing our sin as His own, and He healed us once and for all when He said "It is finished." 


Jesus was buried, but not for long. On that third day, He rose again. His tomb was and is still empty! And we, as believers, will live again!

And no, the disciples did not steal his body, do you think they could have fought off a Roman guard and rolled a two ton stone away from the grave, and then carried a dead body with one hundred pounds of embalming spices without anyone seeing them, ...to where?

They thought that it was the end when Jesus died, they didn't know he was gonna get back up out of that grave.

They were wanted men, a threat to the religious establishment, a threat to the Roman empire...

All they wanted to do was fade into the woodwork and go back to fishing...

But Jesus had other plans...

"I am the resurrection and the life. He who believes in Me, though he may die, he shall live. And whoever lives and believes in Me shall never die. Do you believe this?"
John 11:25-26 NKJV

​That is the question...

​What about the Jade plant? Take a close look. It has seen better days. It is scarred and beaten and yet it has life. And just as it sucked up all of the light producing a place of healing, a soft amber glow, so does Jesus. The one who was, and is, and is to come. The one who is eternal.

​
So be happy! When death comes knocking at your door, and you can be sure that he will, spit in his eye. Because Jesus came to Save, and when you believe in Him you will live forever!

For Rachel

freedom
dancing with colors
I can only imagine




Until next week,


hopefully,


Susan


:)

PS Oh death, where is your sting?

































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Al Gallia link
1/27/2019 08:13:42 pm

A wonderful tribute to Rachel, beautifully done, Susan.
FYI...when I try to add this blog to my Wordpress reader it gives some sort of error message popup? I can only access it in my browswer.

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Susan
1/28/2019 06:11:50 am

Thank you Al, I can't help but see her dancing with all the colors of heaven...


I'll have my tech person (me) check it out ;)

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    Susan Beth Furst is a poet, author, painter, and photographer. She loves to write haiku and she Loves to tell people about Jesus.

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