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Apostle to Apostles

Contributed by Elizabeth_Dandy on Friday, 20th July 2012 @ 02:01:10 AM in AEST
Topic: spiritual

July the twenty second is
The Feast of Mary Magdalene
Whose loving eyes were verdi-gris,
Her body smelled of Jessamine.

Called “Sinner” - yet in spite of it
She ranked among Apostles high,
Amongst them all the “Favorite”
Who with the Lord saw eye-to-eye.

I kiss her picture- grasp my pen
To sing of outcasts of her sort,
The pariah, the Sinner Magdalene,
So highly favored of the Lord.

Faithful and loyal to the end
She stayed with Him upon her knee,
When the disciples’ coward band
Ran, when He hung upon the tree.

The first the Risen Christ to see,-
Appearance with no one to share
For all her love and loyalty,
For at His passion she was there.

Disciples ran, to save their skin,
All took to flight and ran and hid,
But not so Mary Magdalene
Who proved her mettle and her grit.

On her the Lord made the bequest-
Not to disciples’ fickle crew,
To preach and counsel to the rest
Of followers, - Gentile or Jew.

'Ere Paul appeared yet on the scene
And the disciples found their wit,
There was Apostle Magdalene
Illuminating dull esprits.

Disciples pusillanimous,
Who’d left the master in the lurch,-
She counseled them as prophetess
'Ere yet established was the church.

Pray for us Mary Magdalene!
Apostle to Apostles fair,
Be our teacher, coach and dean,
And take us wayward in your care!.

(C) Elizabeth Maria Magdalena Dandy

Copyright Â© Elizabeth_Dandy ... [ 2012-07-20 02:01:10]
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Re: Apostle to Apostles (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Sunday, 22nd July 2012 @ 12:53:12 PM AEST
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Another great write my friend,
luv ya,
emy

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