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MariJean <[log in to unmask]>
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Thu, 28 Feb 2008 23:51:22 -0600
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Thank you Karen, very, very much.


purple

At 10:48 AM 2/28/2008, you wrote:
>Father in Heaven I ask you to pick Mari up and hold her, confort her 
>and let her just give it all to you and you will take it for her.  I 
>thank you that you hold the deed to our lifes and you will take care 
>of them.  Thank you for your cleansing power.  Thank you for washing 
>away all of Mari's hurt, guilt, pain, shame, and suffering we know 
>you do this because you took them to the cross with you.  When you 
>were on the cross Mari was on your mind.  You looked forward in time 
>just at Mari.  Thank you Jesus.  In your precious name we pray Amen
>
>--
>I would rather live my life as if there is a God, and die to find 
>out there isn't, than live my life as if there isn't, and die to 
>find out there is.
>ABC's of Salvation
>Admit you are a sinner. Rom 3:23
>Believe on Christ. Acts 16:31
>Confess your faith. Rom 10:9-10
>Karen Carter 74'
>
>-------------- Original message --------------
>From: MariJean <[log in to unmask]>
>
> > This limestone sculpture, this thing of grace,
> > is not as it appears to the naked eye or to the touch.
> > It is filled with holes, as if it grew up in a secluded cave.
> >
> > I know quite a lot about porusness, secluded caves, and the like.
> >
> > Today, I am porus, hypnotized by the steady drip, drip, drip, of 
> my own tears,
> > eating me away inside, as an inverted sculpture, eroded by the drip,
> > drip, drip of water from above.
> >
> > Today, a touch would penetrate me, make a hole in me, where the blood
> > would collect,
> > where my tears would never dry, a hole where light would pass through
> > to expose my inside.
> >
> > Today, I grieve the life of a dumb beast, a childhood of incest,
> > torture, drunken screams that went on and on and on and on ...
> >
> > Today, I wish I was somewhere else, that my head was populated, that
> > the vine-covered door had never opened, that these silent porus tears
> > of the dust of the past, could stop
> > falling into the vacuum of my self. (space deliberate)
> >
> > Pray for me, and maybe the acid heart-rain would stop ... I hope ...
> > Some day ...
> >
>
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