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By His Stripes We Are Healed

April 15, 2019 1 comment

Jesus Christ in the holy cross

of black and blue and red
of gashes and slashes and stripes
of hits and harm and hurt

He stumbles and bows and falls
He crumbles and bends and kneels
He gasps and cries and moans

for healing and helping and teaching
for blessing and loving and keeping
for hoping and holding and saving

Isaiah 54:4-5
A Devotional Poem by Luana Ehrlich

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What Love Is This?

December 1, 2017 Leave a comment

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God’s love for you can never be restrained.

It bursts forth in smiles
from a cattle stall.

It shouts out in praise
from the heavenly host.

It cries out in anguish
from an old rugged cross.

God’s Love For You

December 20, 2014 3 comments

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God’s love for you can never be restrained.

It bursts forth in smiles
from a cattle stall.

It shouts out in praise
from a heavenly host.

It cries out in anguish
from an old rugged cross.

A Passion For His Stripes

April 6, 2012 1 comment

of black and blue
and red
of gashes and slashes
and stripes
of hits and harm
and hurt

He bows and stumbles
and falls
He kneels and bends
and crumbles
He gasps and cries
and moans

for my healing and help
and guiding
for my blessing and loving
and keeping
for my hoping and holding
and saving

for my saving

                                                                                                                   –Luana Ehrlich
                                                                                                                    Isaiah 53:4-5

Shall I Ever Fear? Shall I Ever Despair?

October 14, 2011 Leave a comment

Shall I ever fear?

Shall I ever despair?

Shall I ever sorrow?

wrapped in a
warm cocoon
of Your ever-
binding
love,

shrouded in the
certainty
of Your ever-
abiding
presence,

embraced with the
knowledge
of Your never-
ending
grace.

–Luana Ehrlich

 

A Tribute To My Husband Upon His Retirement From Bethel

September 22, 2011 2 comments

A Tribute To My Husband Upon His Retirement From Bethel

You chose obedience to Him,
Coming to this place unknown,
Lifting up your eyes to see,
Not gain or fame or glory
But
His hand, His place.

You pledged covenant with Him,
Promising prayer and study,
Time and effort,
Building not a church your own,
But
His church, His people.

You made sacrifice for Him,
Purposing to give or wait or
Take a stand or pledge,
Knowing not your future plans
But
His plans, His ways.

You left this church for Him,
Affirming bonds of hope, of grace,
Of mercy and compassion,
Believing not His work was done
But
His work, His new beginning.

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