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Friday, December 6, 2013

Ever Refreshed

I'm writing out of season.  A poem about Sukkot as we're leaving Hanukkah behind and heading towards Christmas.  My calendar needs recalibrated.

Ever Refreshed

On the last (and greatest) day
of the seventh (and final) festival
Jesus stood up to say:

If you are thirsty
come to me for a drink

Remember our desert wandering,
and our parched throats;  
recall how we choked on the dust of the earth.

But now come -
water for thirsty lands,
and streams for dry ground,
living water,
ever refreshed by my Spirit,
for you and your children.

(John 7. 38 / Isaiah 44. 3 – 4)




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