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Mary's Tribulation

Mary’s Tribulation

She wept from the depths of her bowels
For the child she brought into fruition.
Not knowing in her love,
She would witness the greatest of all sacrifices.
Tortured nerves washed with vinegar.
Nails driven through meridians to increase the pain.
PAIN, oh so great, oh so long,
That a Mother would die herself...
Beneath the cross

She wept and her heart broke in angst,
His purpose to teach mankind.
Her witness to His Love.
So great, the task, His life
His walk, so brief on earth.
Yet thousands of years, the story retold
Eternal salvation unfolds.
That a Mother would die herself...
Beneath the cross.


Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 3/12/2010 5:44:00 AM
good easter poem, different angle, enjoyed today :)
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Date: 3/12/2010 4:51:00 AM
Excellent write of faith...So very touching..Keep the creative and faith pen flowing...Sara
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Date: 3/11/2010 5:12:00 AM
Not many would even come close to the suffering that went on in His blessed Mother...except a loving mother herself. Well done Jeralynn. You rock girl ! May Blessed Mary direct God's graces down on you in abundance. _Robert
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Date: 3/11/2010 12:48:00 AM
Well penned Jeralynn Thank you for your welcome comments today.rgds Brian
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Date: 3/10/2010 7:39:00 PM
A well written poem to read, enjoyed...
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