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The Banquet ~
It was a thing she did well, serving, and, now, the sweet
opportunity to serve the Master!? She did her best!? Mary
helped ~ Lazarus, too.? And, they waited, wondering, "Would
He come?"
Last
Passover, He came.? What a stir!? Perhaps those in power had
seen.? Of course, they had heard!
That scene was less than theirs had been, in the end.? True,
not such a crowd was present.? But, the news of the
happening had spread like wildfire.
A
braided whip, merchants, and merchandise was one thing.
? But, four days dead!? And, now, perhaps Lazarus and He
Would banquet together!
They sat, those four (surely more, but those four).?
Lazarus, once dead, beside this One Who had such power! And,
tears ... tears for love of a friend, tears for a city,
tears for a people; tears for a world.
Mary, whose gratitude and love soon culminated in such a
compassionate act ~ little realizing the fragrance would
fill, not just this home in Bethany but, courts and palaces,
whipping yards, the air of other kings ~ soldiers.
Martha, serving, in joy, the Master she loved; not chided
now, but accepted, appreciated, loved and loving.
What an hour!? To hear the conversation around that table,
to see the devotion there; the servers trying hard to
understand this talk of burial from the great Server, no
talk here of petty things, no frivolity, no light
chitter~chatter.? Memory cells were activated.? They hung on
every word!? The hour ... so precious, to them ~ To Him!
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The
blessed calm
Before the storm,
Before the Victory!
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St.
John 12
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2003 by Joan Clifton Costner
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May you be blessed today.
Bob Johnston
Editor / Publisher
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