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Monday, April 16, 2012

Refining Words


When the marketplace

moved within the Temple

confusing silence

with cattle cries,

skittish sheep, clanging

coins—worship became broken—


Where were the leaders,

Pharisees whose life’s

goal to protect

the Word. Not read?

Not understood? Only

of power, identity

a symbol.

Without heart an empty

posture extinguishes

true hope, manipulates

scripture for personal gain.

Clean out debris. Restore

awe so Glory may again fill


John 2

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