There was no faithline, no family
promises passed on through prayer.
Only a bloodline from Creation’s
start, scarlet thread bound and wound
together, a cord the color of life,
made by a Weaver who dyed it red
with blood. Woven with the loom
of love, a lifeline coming my way~
a cord in the window~ bright enough
for me to see, alone and far away
like spies in the promised land.
I saw the sign let down from Heaven,
salvation like a life ring through the air.
Grasping new grace, I welcomed my
omnipresent Pursuer; no earthly
reason why I should be saved but for
God sending a sign to me, a wanderer
in the land of Jericho.
So glad you re-posted this. I'm clinging to that scarlet thread for all I'm worth.
Cary…jo 🙂 thanks for the link to the detail in the Rahab story. I don't think that part ever sank in. Yes, there's a lot to read out there, I'm always 'gleaning.'
Glad you're coming this way in the next few weeks…….there will be stories to tell.
Good stuff! AND, I posted about her a few months ago. Not poetic, etc., but pretty straightforward, I think. I'll read Darlene's soon, too… am behind on so many people's posts b/c there are so many out there that I'm reading now. Whew! [On my way West, I'll be spending one night with her, and that would be cool! She's a neat lady…. and bet you are, too.]
http://caryjo-roadrunner.blogspot.com/2012/02/t-here-is-one-detail-in-joshua-2-in.html
Beautiful 🙂