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Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Opening Door - Reconciliation


 the antique key
resists the push
no smooth gliding 
 like the scarred wood
this key has been used and abused

a hard twist of the wrist
  teeth grit
concentration
determination
reconciliation

the key finally turns
scritch-scratch
connection
lock releases


                                                                          door opens
                                                                      high-pitched protest
                                                                     a tug and a slide
                                                                         open wide
                                                               light streams through multi-panes
                                                              wavy glass repeating door's age
                                             
                                                                  eyes adjust to the waves
                                                                  ignoring chipped paint 
                                                                  layers of generations
                                                                      suppression
                                                                     apprehension
                                                                     reconciliation                                                                 


                                                                   
door knob dented
 still fits hand
imperfection
invitation
reconciliation

two generations of mother and daughter
reach out
contrition
 recognition
reconciliation

 imperfect people
living imperfect lives
forgiveness
acceptance
reconciliation

Then came Peter to Him, and said, Lord, how oft shall my brother sin against me,
and I forgive him? till seven times?
Jesus saith unto him, " I say not unto thee, Until seven times: but,
Until seventy times seven."
Matthew 18: 21, 22

So be merciful (sympathetic, tender, responsive, and compassionate)
even as your Father is [all these].
Judge not [neither pronouncing judgment nor subjecting to censure],
and you will not be judged; do not condemn and pronounce guilty,
and you will not be condemned and pronounced guilty;
acquit and forgive and release (give up resentment, let it drop),
and you will be acquitted and forgiven and released.
Luke 6: 36 - 38

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15 comments:

  1. Excellent prose, wonderful analogies and metaphors you share with us. Enjoyed reading this, -- forgiveness is a powerful healer ....

    nicely crafted imperfect prose,
    joanny

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  2. So much here. I echo Joanny - wonderful analogies and metaphors, starting with that great photo of the key in the door.

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  3. smiles. reconciliation is a beautiful thing..and it only happens when we open those doors...no matter how long they have been closed...i like the repitition...

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  4. Beautiful writing, Beth...There's alot of 'meat' in this poem/writing.... Have you challenged your students with it???? We all keep the doors closed around us at times... We like to stay inside our safe little room/box.... BUT--we need to unlock and open those doors in order to do what God wants us to do... Don't judge; Don't condemn; DO Forgive; DO Accept... Reconciliation is GREAT..... It releases us!!!
    Hugs,
    Betsy

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  5. door knob dented
    still fits hand
    imperfection
    invitation
    reconciliation

    your prose gives him praise, the redeemer, dear beth... he lives, as he knocks and the door swings wide. thank you, for sharing rusty keys and dented door knobs with us. it's beautiful.

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  6. Reconciliation . . . such a beautiful word! Your description of the process - and it is a process to get that key turned in the keyhole - is very fitting. I love the words "open wide" and "light streaming through" - beautiful word pictures of forgiveness! And it only happens because The Great Forgiver helps us!

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  7. Sometimes God waits for us to reach out toward the key and His grace turns it. I struggled for months to forgive a family member, praying every day and still not able find peace. One night in a dream the person who had wounded me looked me in the eye and said he was sorry. When I woke, I was free, and so was he. God loves reconciliation. And I love your imagery. Beautiful post. Blessings.

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  8. so beautiful! reconciliation is one of my favourite words. :)

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  9. This is just wonderful! I love the analogy, and this speaks so deeply to me of a situation in our own family.

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  10. Surely the Lord is merciful and steps in on behalf of His faithful servants before the count reaches seven times seventy, handing us the keys of a kingdom founded on reconciliation.

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  11. I'm realising this week that this is something I really really need to work on. Thanks for your words.

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  12. old doors and keys capture the imagination ... and the reconciling just keeps going on

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  13. Really good! I enjoyed this very much. Thank you.

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  14. Very creative. Enjoy seeing how your heart and photo skills coincide so beautifully.

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