Dearly Beloved, Grace and Peace to you.                    

He comes without armor among spears and shields, stripped of all that, only in skin

so easily pierced by splinters or thorns, so easily opened,

and she alone who lives in skin knows

and knows she cannot save him but only offer a soft place to fall

and grants him this lone gentleness, a laying on of hands,

an opening among closed things, a tenderness among hard things,

a communion of vulnerability,

a touch upon his skin.

God closes his eyes, oil running down his beard, and weeps with her empty jar.

                    Deep Blessings, Pastor Steve

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