Saturday, May 19, 2012

Outcast No Longer



And when Jesus finished these sayings, the crowds were astonished at his teaching, for he was teaching them as one who had authority, and not as their scribes.
When he came down from the mountain, great crowds followed him. And behold, a leper came to him and knelt before him, saying, “Lord, if you will, you can make me clean.” And Jesus stretched out his hand and touched him, saying, “I will; be clean.” And immediately his leprosy was cleansed. And Jesus said to him, “See that you say nothing to anyone, but go, show yourself to the priest and offer the gift that Moses commanded, for a proof to them.” Matthew 7:28-8:4


Outcast No More

When they saw me pass by they turned
away and hid their children afraid
of my disease and my red welts and scars
you saw your hidden pain on my skin
and wanted me dead.

I have a life sentence outcast alone
nothing to lose but my shame and isolation
I heard his promise and I cam and knelt.



When I came into the crowd they parted
talking and gossiping trying to shame
me to leave them alone with their attitudes
and their airs of superiority they hate me
I am just like them.

I have a life sentence outcast alone
nothing to lose but my shame and isolation
I heard his promise and I cam and knelt.



The crowd wanted a free lecture and concert
they wanted to be fed but they did not want
to take truth in to see
their disease their brokenness
would make them just like me.

I have a life sentence outcast alone
nothing to lose but my shame and isolation
I heard his promise and I cam and knelt.


The beautiful can hide their ugly hearts
the rich can slather on the balm of greed
the gifted can mask the pain in wizardry
and all can hate me because I cannot hide
I cannot play the game.

I have a life sentence outcast alone
nothing to lose but my shame and isolation
I heard his promise and I cam and knelt.


They crowed around after wanting to know
one would write my story one make me famous
one would be my friend forever and one
would take me home with them but they
are not like me.

I have a life sentence outcast alone
nothing to lose but my shame and isolation
I heard his promise and I cam and knelt.


I ran to the temple alone and the priest
who had banned me years ago did not recognize
was no longer revolted by my presence
no longer rejecting a healed familiar face
I was unrecognizable because of love's command.

I have a life sentence outcast alone
nothing to lose but my shame and isolation
I heard his promise and I cam and knelt.

He took my gift and heard my confession
but he refused to believe my story
he sent me away and kept my offering
his pain so long hidden was now visible
aching to be delivered too he ran
to find the one who had made me whole.

I have a life sentence outcast alone
nothing to lose but my shame and isolation
I heard his promise and I cam and knelt.



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