The flow of blood

Dearly Beloved, Grace and Peace to you.

         "Daughter, your faith has made you well."                   —Mark 5.34

The sacred blood that flowed twelve perfect years was never stanched—the healing was not such. Drawn by the Heart most wounded, salved in tears, still flowing and too sacred to be touched she surged through calloused throngs; and stained his cloak and heart with dark, unclotted faith, her true blood sacrifice, her tithe of pain, that spoke of life within her flowing, flowing through. Heart pierced, he blessed his new blood-sister's flow; they both the holy mystery revealed of wounds blood-sanctified, in which we know that life is uncontained, and we are healed. The cross thus washed in double flow of blood, the curse thus hemorrhaged, life renewed its tide, a welling up, a sea released, a flood of life her tear-stained face could never hide.

Deep Blessings, Pastor Steve

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