The devil’s labels are fictions and fables
The game that he plays and the Name that he says
Is not what the Father has made, nor has laid
On our soul
Do you know
God sees you like a tree by the river
Disease says you’re dead But He will deliver
Dis’ the arrow
Rest tomorrow
Cleansing and mending are there in His water
He adopts us as a son or a daughter,
This our name
Praise His Name
~ Stephanie Rogers, poet
~ Cathy Schrock, mixed media artist
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I love both of these! Bravo!