Memorial Day Patriot's Blood and His

The storm was wildest when
He walked on water
The vines were at their greenest
He turned water into wine
For faithfulness, union and reunion 

When men would forsake all of God 
He will return for His Beloved
Who is He? An open, unfolding mystery
Because He loved so much He bled and bled
For His country and Family
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Immanuel Avatar
May 17, 2020 at 1:47 AM
Talking about the superiority and greatness of Christ. His sacrifice by His blood paved the way for mankind. God bless you Anil. Shalom
Wells Avatar
May 5, 2020 at 10:41 PM
It is a very unique take on Jesus Christ and I love it. Yes, I'm agnostic but there is a growing body of archeological evidence for the existence of a man named Christ and I believe he existed. Whether he was merely mortal or was immortal seems besides the point. His memory is immortal in the minds of millions. PAX!
Deo Avatar
May 6, 2020 at 9:10 AM
Thomas, exactly! If someone could invent a personage who can dominate "faith issues" for 2,000 years, that's the best literature from Beowulf to Vedas, from Tao Te Ching to Thomas Hardy & D. H. Lawrence. We tried & never made GW, Lincoln, Gandhi, Dr. King, and Nelson Mandela ... flawless or as inspiring. Shalom/PAZ!
Hoffman Avatar
May 26, 2018 at 8:28 PM
An awesome thought provoking write Anil; I never thought of God that way till now (being a Patriot!) Hope you have a great Memorial Day tomorrow!~Che :)
Deo Avatar
May 28, 2018 at 1:28 PM
The BEST in Memorial Days and good memories from The Deep. Shalom, shalom. You do have the gift of encouragement Che! thanks
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