I stood and died among lions
Tearing, terrifying teeth
And claw, limb to limb, limp
But at that moment, Christ’s
Grace sufficed, His name on my lips
I stood and died among lions
The captor’s cold cutting blade pressed
Against the vein in my neck
But at that moment, Christ’s
Grace sufficed, His name on my lips
I stood and died among lions
The culture’s clamorous clutch choking
A closing breath from my lungs
But at that moment, Christ’s
Grace sufficed, His name on my lips
For when the tree He bore
On manly shoulders, splintered
And tore, into human flesh
He stood and died among lions
And at that moment, God’s
Grace sufficed, His name on His lips
Gary Edward Geraci
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Christian’s seek love Outback. No one in their right mind seeks martyrdom as an end game goal. But when it comes, and it comes today, in many forms, as it came during the time of our Lord, Christ prepares the persecuted one to endure: be it a horrific, torturous, death. Death has been conquered my friend; it no longer has the final word.
Thank you Diamond. For the sake of our friendship you may simply rest assured that I am in a very good place as a disciple of Jesus Christ. From my perspective, we don’t have to try to judge another’s heart - only God can do that dear sister.
Blessed Mariam Thresia Chiramel Mankidiyan of Kuzhikkattussery, India pray for us! “She is an icon of love and charity. All of us respect her” P.K. Mohanan, a member of the village council.
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