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Blood on the Bible

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Blood on the Bible

The indecision builds while staring into the velvet covered bible and knowing that you have already read more than was necessary. Yet you stand and read on and on hoping that one small word will shine into the dark crevices separating you from reality’s warm embrace. Scoring your wrist you watch the small trickle of blood now pooling where it lands inside a knitted loop of the bric a brac doily on the roll top desk. You wince slightly as you press the blade little deeper, and jump just enough for the holy book to fall and slide down the silk backing on the Queen Ann's chair to land open on the floor. A spot of blood calls attention to the number 139. Surely you hallucinate as the eerie blue iridescence emanating from the still open bible seems to warmly creep around your feet. “Such strange warmth”, you think, as it permeates your socks against the cold wooden floor. “I haven’t lost that much blood”, you think wondering why the sudden loss of breath and the need to sit down. The blackness forces you to the floor and a single word catches your eye. “everlasting” —the last word on the bible’s page. “Everlasting is a long time you think” as your eyes leave the single word at the bottom of the page. Moving to the top again you see Psalm 139. “I remember them you think. Psalms, --King David.” Reading the book later, you will realize the words on this day were different. “Dear one, I have searched you and I know you. I know when you sit and when you rise, I perceive your thoughts from afar Before you speak a word I know what you are going to say. -----such knowledge is too wonderful for you, too lofty for you to understand. Where can you hide from my spirit. Where can you flee from me? If you go to the heavens, if you go to the depths, if you rise on the wings of the dawn and settle on the far side of the sea, even there my hand will guide you." Pulling the pillow case from the bed behind. you bind your wrist to stop the slight flow of blood. Feeling the strength of passion spurring in divine presence you continue this life event with a hunger never before felt. “Oh God, please don’t let me die,” you pray. “For you created my inmost being, you knit me in my mother’s womb. ----I am fearfully and wonderfully made and was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven you saw my unformed body and my days were written in your book before I ever came to be.” Hanging your head and thanking God again and again, you will realize later that the prayer you prayed was exactly the same as the last part of King David’s prayer in Psalm !39. You will marvel over that for all the many years of your life remaining. And afterwards all the seed of all your seed for 139 generations will receive a framed story telling of the life event, preserving your miracle of the bible in the hands of God. © cghjr Nov.9.2012 It is against my nature to copy selective verse from the bible and put it into a poem to make the poem coherent. However, I feel the message in the part of psalm 139 which I am using is a powerful one and is a voice I can spread without offending anyone. Non believers just dismiss it as fiction and believers will say “beautiful”

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  1. Date: 1/10/2013 2:30:00 PM

    well..not sure I can get through this ;)..grrrr...hey I already read it, I remember it! :) Line breaks would so help..I do believe I talked to you of this so disregard LOL BIG hugs! L & L

  1. Date: 11/10/2012 4:03:00 PM

    Psalm 139 is a favorite of mine. The way you wrote your poem, embracing this text, is wonderful. An incredible write, Charles! I love it! Love, Kim

  1. Date: 11/9/2012 8:29:00 PM

    *cont'd* -- I really like: 11) If I say, "Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me,"(12) even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you. -- Great stuff right there.

  1. Date: 11/9/2012 8:27:00 PM

    Strong message and poem. It's great how you worked the actual verses into the poem(dark way to introduce the whole concept too). Ok, growing up in a family of theologians turned me off of organized religion, but the Psalms of David are superb. Regarding Psalms 139, I find the ending concerning hate, to be similar to parts of the Quran with regards to Infidels.