Monday, April 4, 2011

Exposed

Laid wide open like a butterfly pinned to board.

Shame blushes...Every dirty pore, every weak fiber, even the sacred places...

Exposed

Fears, dreams, words

Placed on the auction block.

Exposed

No place to cower, no chance for retrieval.

I grasp for cover and Jesus tenderly offers...

'Let Me blanket your failure, your vulnerability. Let Me cloak your rejection, your shame.

I covered Eve in the Garden; I covered David on the battlefield.

Cover is My love offering.'

Exposed

Arms lay wide open, pinned to a crossbeam.

'Cover is My love offering.'

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