Monday, January 30, 2017

Even the Dogs

From there Jesus set out and went away to the region of Tyre. He entered a house and did not want anyone to know he was there. Yet he could not escape notice, but a woman whose little daughter had an unclean spirit immediately heard about him, and she came and bowed down at his feet. Now the woman was a Gentile, of Syro-phoenician origin. She begged him to cast the demon out of her daughter. He said to her, “Let the children be fed first, for it is not fair to take the children’s food and throw it to the dogs.” But she answered him, “Sir, even the dogs under the table eat the children’s crumbs.” Then he said to her, “For saying that, you may go—the demon has left your daughter.” So she went home, found the child lying on the bed, and the demon gone.
Then he returned from the region of Tyre, and went by way of Sidon towards the Sea of Galilee, in the region of the Decapolis. They brought to him a deaf man who had an impediment in his speech; and they begged him to lay his hand on him. He took him aside in private, away from the crowd, and put his fingers into his ears, and he spat and touched his tongue. Then looking up to heaven, he sighed and said to him, “Ephphatha,” that is, “Be opened.” And immediately his ears were opened, his tongue was released, and he spoke plainly. Then Jesus ordered them to tell no one; but the more he ordered them, the more zealously they proclaimed it. They were astounded beyond measure, saying, “He has done everything well; he even makes the deaf to hear and the mute to speak.” Mark 7:24-37

Even the Dogs

When love rises fierce in a mother's heart
there is no stopping what she will do
how hard she will fight for her child's life
even stand up to the Son of God.

A mother's love was always teaching lessons
when doing battle with authoritative leaders
there is no shame when love rises up
she will fight with all she has for her young.

Love rises up when refugees are shunned
like mothers of a tortured, hurting child
we must speak until healing has begun
we must be sanctuary and loudest voices.

Love can not be hidden for it is fire
burning and insisting on more air
love stirs the embers until there is light
until everyone around is warmed again.

No comments: