Truth infection
caught from the host,
indeed, the Lord of Hosts.
I am a carrier,
and I desire His illness,
which is my wellness,
to spread to all others.
Let us all be infected
by the light that penetrates,
rejuvinates, replenishes.
Give thyself
to the good infection.
In sickness, thou shalt
be made well.
And I myself will die,
so that it is not me who
lives, but Christ that
lives in me.
He is the Host,
and we are to be
Carriers for Him.
It's in Charity
- October 22, 2011
- Julietson
- 1 Comment
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