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May 2015
Studying the Book of Ezra
Noticing the lines of genealogy
The men and sons are listed.
No women or daughters
Unless they sing or serve.

Then it started, ANGER
In Your salvation history
What are women?
Nothing? Chatel? Slaves?
How can You forget us?

The wheels spun faster as I read
About the foreign women
Who were “put away with their children.”
Rage at the injustice!
The first Salem Witch Trials?

As I was ranting, it was as though
Darkness fell within.
I knew this place,
Had lived most of my life here.
Unbelief is existing within a vacant black shadow.

I will not return to this void!
I will open my heart in loving confidence.
I cannot understand an infinite God.
I am; all women are made in His image.
WE ARE CHOSEN!

As the Father loves me, so I also love you; abide in my love. I have told you this so that my joy might be in you and your joy might be complete.          
                      John 15: 9, 11
Marka Acton
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Marka Acton
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