We Find Warmth in Our Wounds

by Mark Phillips

But permit me a reminder, friends, and this is not a new commandment
but simply a repetition of our original and basic charter: that we love
each other. —John 2:5 (The Message)

—thanks for the title, Allison—

We find warmth in our wounds when wounded friends
end the i'm-strong deceit
and sit wounded with us

We find warmth in our wounds when silence speaks
more than preaching duty
more than parent lecture

We find warmth in our wounds when compassion
replaces high pity
replaces sin-busting

We find warmth in our wounds when One wounded
fiercely pierced and impaled,
takes our wounds within His

We find warmth in our wounds at the wounded
side of crucified love,
perfection pained for us

We find warmth in our wounds when we dare living
in love's death to ego
in love's death to glory

and live wounded with the wounded
healed by the
Wounded


About the author: Mark Phillips is a 43-year-old sales manager, married 21 years with three children. After having spent nearly 20 years in the ministry, he has taken a short break from professional preaching. According to Mark, his poetry "attempts to convey eternal truths in contemporary motifs."


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