Damsel in Distress

DAMSEL IN DISTRESS

Written By Linda A. Knowles

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Peeled herself up off the floor,

Her world – Fallen apart,

Feeling hopeless.

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She is the damsel in distress.

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Everything she knew,

She now no longer knew;

And what she didn’t know,

She now knew.

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As she crumpled once again to the floor…

No place to call her own,

Except for her place in Heaven,

Longing for her eternal home,

And seeing things around her she needs to live for.

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She called out,

Though nothing came from her mouth,

And she shouted out,

Though no one could hear.

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The tears that streaked her face seemed never-ending,

And the tire tracks of nervousness,

Imprinted on her heart, mind, body, soul.

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She rode out her nights,

Imprisoned in her mind,

Woke up terrified by screaming,

To  find it was her own.

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She not knowing where to go,

Not knowing what to  do,

She could only look upward,

And in her cries of desperation,

Not heard by anyone,

Were heard by the Father above,

Who rapped His arms around her in love.

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The road has been long,

And weary she has been,

Still traveling this road,

That will soon come to an end.

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Where Horses Run Free

WHERE HORSES RUN FREE

Written By Linda A. Knowles

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Lush green meadows

as far as the eye can see.

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Wild flowers springing up all about;

Fragrance filling the air,

after the wind-driven rain of the night,

where horses run free,

where they gather to graze.

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That I should run so so free,

With no fear of what is ahead,

Or what lies beyond the tomorrow.

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Wildly free,

Like the way horses run,

And then to rest;

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And enjoy places such as flower-filled meadows,

where horses run wild and free.

Silver Grayed Wolf

SILVER GRAYED WOLF

Written By Linda A. Knowles

Wolf

 

Plucked out from forbidden pleasure,

The silver grayed wolf showed his face,

Ghastly color of sin and death displayed…

Across his face.

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Having come out from his wooded home,

He growls only to find a lamb wandering;

He nears the lamb who comes up to him,

And the silver grayed wolf pounces,

Holding the lamb down,

His teeth piercing the lamb.

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Badly injured,

Lamb laid out before him,

And the silver grayed wolf looks up,

Drunk on the blood from the wounded lamb.

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Zoning out,

Silver grayed wolf just stares ahead,

And upon the branch of a tree nearby,

Now hangs his uniform,

Until once again he needs to dress as a lamb.

Let Me Lie

LET ME LIE

Written By Linda A. Knowles

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Let me lie

where poppies grow

where I can be covered

by a blanket of fresh fallen snow

where dreams can freely dance through my mind

A place where there’s no need to keep time.

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Let me lie

in fields of green

where I can see jewels growing on trees

were clouds are cotton-candied shaped

where curtains of reality are no longer draped.

Blood of Christ

 

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I find it disturbing how many of those that claim to be Christians want to push the blood of Jesus Christ aside as if the blood doesn’t matter.  The fact is Christianity is a ‘bloody’ religion (there’s no getting around that) because we believe in the atoning sacrifice of Jesus Christ, because of His death, burial, and resurrection which is the core and crux of Christianity.

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“And without the shedding of blood, there is no forgiveness.”

Hebrews 9:22

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Christ considered us very valuable, and we are told by Him, in John 10:18, “No one can take My life from Me. I sacrifice it voluntarily. For I have the authority to lay it down when I want to and also to take it up again. For this is what My Father has commanded.”  To know you are so valuable He would lay down His life to die for you is not only thought-provoking but also an awesome thought; to know God sent His Son, Jesus Christ, to die on the cross for our sins, shows us how much God loves us.   We are told in Romans 5:8, “But God showed His great love for us by sending Christ to die for us while we were still sinners.”

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I’m so grateful and thankful because it is by the blood I have been saved, sanctified, healed, and delivered from sin.  And Jesus is still saving and healing and delivering today.  If we continue reading Romans 5, we see in verses 9-10, “And since we have been made right in God’s sight by the blood of Christ, He will certainly save us from God’s condemnation.  For since our friendship with God was restored by the death of His Son while we were still His enemies, WE WILL CERTAINLY BE SAVED THROUGH THE LIFE OF HIS SON.”

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This is the Good News of Jesus Christ.  He is the Way, the Truth, and the Life.  He died for us, was buried, but He didn’t stay buried.  He conquered death, hell, and the grave; and He has made us victorious.  He is alive, and He still changes lives today.  We have forgiveness for our sins because Jesus paid the ultimate sacrifice.

Dashana

DASHANA

Written By Linda A. Knowles

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Running as fast as she can,

Needing to run…

Dashana’s world is one of slavery.

A thankless task,

Underpaid,

Overworked.

Dashana’s plantation,

Where she labors is Pressureland Plantation,

Aptly named,

And though she runs,

The plantation does not outrun her strides.

The Taskmasters…

Tears she shed were countless,

And on so many occasions,

She broke down.

Her tears seemed endless,

And to the Taskmasters,

the tears were another reason to beat and flog her;

To the Taskmasters her tears were insignificant, meaningless, pointless.

To them,

Dashana would always be a slave,

Responding to their every whim,

Surrendering to the point of literally bringing her to her knees.

Yet only one sees her heart as she breaks another run,

And as she lets loose another flood of tears.

Can anyone hear her screaming?

The silent scream that pierces through the darkness…

To reach other horizons,

Where the sunlight is found,

And she wonders will she ever find the freedom she yearns for.