Abide in Vine

A man physically crippled surrounded by friends.  A home filled to overflowing.  The Healer surrounded by followers, doubters, haters.  A rooftop desperation-driven digging .  Dirt and particles of filth fall upon His upturned face.  A literal party crasher.  Priceless are the friends who carry the broken to Him for healing.  This dwelling, abiding is not meant to be journeyed alone.  Tabernacle together.

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Author: timewiththedivine

An INFJ, heavy on the introvert, who loves Jesus to the depths of my being. He is the Lover of my soul and completes me. Middle-age-ish, not sure what the parameters are for that. Married to the most wonderful man in the world for 35 years. Two amazing daughters. Two sweet granddaughters. Two spoiled Chipoos. My cup runneth over indeed.

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