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Tuesday 9th March


The man at the pool (John 5:1-15)

It’s never for me.

The angel coming,

God blessing

Healing and restoration,

But never for me.


I’m tired of waiting.

Worn by piteous looks

That spell relief

That I am here, not them.


I’m angry at God,

At fate,

At everyone,

But at least my anger

Reminds me I’m alive.


I’m lost,

Alone in a thirty-eight-year darkness

With no hope

Of a light to dawn.


And now You ask me

‘Do you want to be healed?’

And I’m scared of what it means.

Do I?

No. Maybe.


And then, as at last I lift my eyes to you,

Yes.


By Jeannie Kendall

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