Then He took the child by the hand and said to her “Talitha, cumi”…
I was between twelve and thirteen years of age when I decided to trust Jesus Christ as my Saviour and Lord. That’s around fifty years ago now. Yes, I know, prehistory. Before smartphones, ipads, Google, microwave ovens and means I was even born before television (in my country at least).
The road’s been long and winding with many painful valleys and breathtaking mountains along the way, and yes I’ve had a few regrets, but I have never regretted that youthful, life defining decision.
The story of the twelve year old girl Jesus raised from the dead has always touched me deeply because we were both the same age when Jesus came and found us in our sad circumstances.
This is for you, talitha.
What ancient hands are these
That rest upon my brow
Softly caressing my forehead
Soothing and cool
So much more welcome
Than the molten fever
Who’s burning fingers pressed
Without relent
Merciless and cruel
Stealing away my strength
What gentle voice is this
Invading my twilight
Echoing down hallowed halls of time
Bidding me return
Wooing me with promises
Of songs yet unsung
Memories yet unwritten
Of life and joy
And love and sorrows
Waiting still to come
What eternal breath is this
That floats across my face
And serenades my sleeping soul
To quicken and awake
What fragrance this
That floods me now
Reviving all my senses
And speaks to me
Of hidden things
Mysterious and sacred
What dancing eyes are these
Smiling back into my own
Older than the ages
Younger than the dawn
Reflecting life to all my parts
As one who is reborn
How warm their quiet greeting
Irresistible their gaze
The eyes of One I’ve never met
That somehow know my name
I had a dream of somewhere close
Where pain and sorrow are unknown
And truth and mercy meet as one
And waking I beheld my dream
Within my Healer’s Face
A child I am, but still I know
I’d travel over all the earth
To hear that voice and know that touch
To gaze upon that Face again
No cost could be too much
Taken from Mark 5:35-43
Reblogged this on spiritualabusesanctuary.
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I’ve know the Lord since age of four, but it took me many years before I looked back on that defining moment and realize the wonder and mystery of that eternal moment. You have expressed it so well here. Thank you. Once again, I enjoyed to tears.
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Thankyou Linda.
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One of my favorites that you have written so far.. though sometimes it’s hard to choose as you write so beautifully. Love you mum!
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Love you too daughter!
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Wow! Your poem is wonderful!
Blessings ~ Wendy
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God’s Word is an infinite source of inspiration.
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Beauty!
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Thankyou, humbling to hear that from one with such an eye for beauty.
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Absolutely beautiful!
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Thankyou for your comment!
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