Her miracle

Dearly Beloved, Grace and Peace to you.                    But she answered him, “Sir, even the dogs          under the table eat the children’s crumbs.”                   —Mark 7.28

She lived outside the circle of what he thought was holy.          But within the circle of her heart          her Beloved waited.

The blessing he knew of was wrapped and small,          but the grace she trusted          was boundless.

He knew of a table neatly kept for the chosen alone,          but she found feast          in the merest crumbs, uncontained.

He lived in his people's fear of outsiders until          she showed him          none are outside.

He was the one paralyzed, unbelieving;          she, trusting infinite goodness,          who set him free.

Her love unfolding before his eyes          opened his,          and unfolded his love.

He, the Lord and savior needed her to bless his blindness:          “Be opened!” so that he was ready          for all that was asked of him.

The gates she opened, grace for the outcast,          can never be moved now,          never be shut.                     Deep Blessings, Pastor Steve

__________________ Steve Garnaas-Holmes Unfolding Light www.unfoldinglight.net

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