Israel, My Grace

Happy Easter!! The Israelites have always been and continue to be God’s chosen. When Jesus came to Earth it wasn’t for all mankind, but for Israel. Jesus was born and He died a Jewish man, but the Christ was resurrected for us all! While many things can be written for Easter, I offer “Israel, My Grace.”

God led them
Through a sea of fame,
Their reputation sealed.
They were famished,
Then they ate manna,
They were chosen,
Yet grew strong-willed.

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The holy city, Jerusalem

Do we not bear
A strong resemblance
To their pride and their woe?
Our wilderness journey
Winds inexhaustibly,
Lessons vanish,
Wandering grows.

I ask, “Lord, shall I drive
To the church
And play the organ
Or choose my knees
And stir my faith?
Where is my deliverance, Lord,
Where shall I find grace?

“From your People,
Who shunned redemption?
Surely not,
They nearly died.
You moved from them,
But not forever
Despite defiance, sin, and pride.
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“You, oh Lord,
Watched their wounds fester,
As they drifted
Aimlessly,
Until at last
You plucked them
Out of foreign sovereignties.”

Once we watched
As tattoos numbered them,
Now we watch black hoods,
Dark eyes.
God Almighty watching o’er them,
As friends depart,
Their once ally.

‘Neath God’s wings
They now take refuge
In the fox lair,
While nations watch.
Fighting always fighting, Zion,
Oblivious to
The Christian clock.

I will drive
To the church
And play the organ
I will kneel
To stir my faith.
I will stand with Israel forever,
God’s tiny instrument of Grace.

Zion’s cloak, loose about her,
Does not cover naked flaws;
As the world’s revulsion heightens
She shines on sacred hills and holds
Her valleys like a Child she suckles,
Predisposed by God’s own hand.
Oh Israel hear your prophets calling,
“Hold fast to the Promise Land.”

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The Church of the Holy Sepulchre, a high point for a Christian’s pilgrimage to Jerusalem.

 

8 thoughts on Israel, My Grace

  1. I’m so blessed to have a gifted cousin in the family. Your insight and spiritual depth is awe inspiring. I’m so proud of you and your love of God. Your writing speaks to the heart of God. Our loved ones look down from heaven and beam with pride at this daughter of the most high. May God continue to bless you. I look forward to reading more from you. Happy Easter. He is risen! Love you!

  2. I hate it when I write a heartfelt comment and it doesn’t go through. I said that you are the gifted one. The one that God has chosen to use your language talents to benefit us all. Thank you my amazing lifelong friend. You make me better. Love you!

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