My Representative
Jerusalem, Jerusalem, you who kill the prophets
and stone those sent to you, how often I have
longed to gather your children together,
as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings,
and you were not willing.
Look, your house is left to you desolate.
For I tell you, you will not see me again
until you say,
Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord.
Matthew 23:37-39 NIV
As you read my words, stop and listen.
They will speak to you. Follow what I
tell you from them.
Allow life to follow through you and
into the lives of others. My word is
truth. Align yourself with me.
You are my representative.
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