Holy Love

His eyes meet mine, Oh glory divine…
Within my chest I feel the beats of my heart race…no other one can ever take his place…
Deep calls to deep and I fall…in love with this tiny God-man…
He grows in stature, and with solitary command, with authority he speaks, in humility we cannot understand…
Who is this one who from heaven was sent, is He Prophet? Is He the Promised One?
Yes it is He…Jesus, man from Galilee…
He used to sit upon my knee, lay His head upon my chest…
I cradled Him at my breast…
My son who blessed…all those who follow Him…
Now gone from the nest…He hung upon a tree…
His eyes meet mine, Oh glory divine…
This Jesus, Savior of the World, and son of mine!
With labored breath He speaks…
Mother…behold your son
Within my chest I feel the beats of my heart race…
The look upon His face…
Love so pure, a secret passes between us…
Son…behold your Mother
Not even death, can take from us, the bond of love, for one another!
~M.S. O’Neill October 2, 2017
For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord. Romans 8:38-39 New International Version (NIV)
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Then the Lord answered me and said:
“Write the vision
And make it plain on tablets,
That he may run who reads it.
For the vision is yet for an appointed time;
But at the end it will speak, and it will not lie.
Though it tarries, wait for it;
Because it will surely come,
It will not tarry.
“Behold the proud,
His soul is not upright in him;
But the just shall live by his faith. Habakkuk 2: 2-4

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