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Exposed ...


Matthew 9:36 

36 When He saw the crowds, He had compassion on them

because they were bewildered and helpless, like sheep without a shepherd.

 

We need to hang a gate … our backyard is exposed.

It seems our serenity has major flaws in it.

We leave our front door open ... that’s not a big deal.

Everyone can walk in and that’s the end of it.

 

Very much like our hearts ... it seems always exposed.

Everything can just walk in ... and mostly stays around.

The doors of our eyes are seldom protected

and the gateless-ness of our ears picks up every sound.

 

We could activate a guard and have Him in both places.

The security firm provider ... is called “Trinity”.

The guard the Holy Spirit will work like a sensor

and triggers the alarm ... throughout infinity.

 

All we have to do ... is to take direct action

in the power of the “Firm” ... Who is always there.

We can close our eyes and play our ears at once

to prevent things from entering ... in our heart’s sphere.

 

We have no excuse ... Christ provides the answers.

Bumbling and fumbling we stumble down the narrow path.

Instead to let Him bear ... all the “too” heavy burdens

that are proposed by self ... I guess that’s the end of that.

 

Jan Wienen

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