Love Stepped Forward

“The oil pressed,

Blood poured out.

Love stepped forward.

In Him,

No doubts.”

“…He went out with His disciples across the Kidron Valley, where there was a garden…

Judas having procured a band of soldiers…went there…

With lanterns and torches and weapons.

Jesus knowing all that would happen to Him, came forward and said to them, “Whom do you seek?” They answered him, “Jesus of Nazareth.” Jesus said to them, “I AM”… they drew back and fell to the ground.” John 18:1-8 (ESV)

Poem by denisebalog©2016

Photographs by Denise Balog©2014

Excerpt – Day 13

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They Esteemed Him Not

“…he was despised, and we esteemed him not.” Isaiah 53:3

Poems to Ponder

Whom do I put my trust in? To rest at His feet and will.

He poured out His Blood to the point of death.

His fragrance covers me still.

“Now when Jesus was at Bethany, in the house of Simon the leper, a woman came up to Him with an alabaster flask of very expensive ointment, and she poured it on His head as He reclined at table. And when the disciples saw it, they were indignant, saying, “Why this waste?” Matthew 26:6-8

The Scripture clearly points out they were seated “at table” in “the house of Simon the leper”. Obviously, Simon was healed of leprosy, or Jesus and his disciples would not have been sitting in Simon’s home, and eating at his table. Unmistakably, Jesus must have healed Simon. One can only imagine how Jesus felt hearing His own disciples say, “Why this waste?”  They “esteemed him not” and He loved them still.

“…he was despised, and we esteemed him not.” Isaiah 53:3

Poem by denisebalog©2017

Photography by denisebalog©2017

Excerpt from Day 10

 

Dust on His Feet

“He drank the cup,

I could not drink.

He walked the road,

Dust on His feet.

He washed me clean,

White,

Brand new.

Opening the door,

To spend time with

You.”

 

“And they were on the road, going up to Jerusalem,

and Jesus was walking ahead of them…saying,

“…the Son of man will be delivered over to the chief priests and scribes, and they will condemn him to death…they will mock him and spit on him, and flog him and kill him. And after three days he will rise.” Mark 10:32-34 (ESV)

Poem by denisebalog©2016

Images captured by denisebalog©2018

Nazareth Village in Nazareth, Israel

Jerusalem, Israel