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You ask me one day, *who do they say, I am, what names are whispered when I pass,* **some say you’re a prophet from the past, and often others claim you’re John the Baptist whose head Herod took, now alive again making way for the Messiah to reign,** You follow with another question, but who am to you, my friend, I answer, not prophet, not John, but the Son of the living God, sudden joy on Your face, intense, you proclaim to me, *Peter, you’re a blessed man, for my Father has shown you what flesh and blood cannot, so on you, this rock, I will build a church that hell’s assault will not defeat, you’ll hold the keys to my Kingdom’s gates, power to bind and loose all on heaven and earth in my name,* in the moment, I am amazed, mind racing, unbelieving you would hand me, a fisherman from Galilee, the right to reign at your side but at the same time, knowing you’d never lie to me, for I believe you’re all you say and more, my Savior Christ, the coming Lord.
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May 28, 2016
May 28, 2016 at 10:08 PM UTC
On This Rock: Confession
You ask me one day, *who do they say, I am, what names are whispered when I pass,* **some say you’re a prophet from the past, and often others claim you’re John the Baptist whose head Herod took, now alive again making way for the Messiah to reign,** You follow with another question, but who am to you, my friend, I answer, not prophet, not John, but the Son of the living God, sudden joy on Your face, intense, you proclaim to me, *Peter, you’re a blessed man, for my Father has shown you what flesh and blood cannot, so on you, this rock, I will build a church that hell’s assault will not defeat, you’ll hold the keys to my Kingdom’s gates, power to bind and loose all on heaven and earth in my name,* in the moment, I am amazed, mind racing, unbelieving you would hand me, a fisherman from Galilee, the right to reign at your side but at the same time, knowing you’d never lie to me, for I believe you’re all you say and more, my Savior Christ, the coming Lord.
Part Six in my Lenten journey with Peter
liz-humphrey
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May 28, 2016
May 28, 2016 at 10:08 PM UTC
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