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Christian Riposte on Signs/Symbols
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By Reason A. Poteet
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CROSS

"Christian Riposte On Signs/Symbols"

 

Old custom, the sign of the cross, drawn with thumb high in the air

or made on a wall, and fixed by a kiss,

shared ritual done with the hand from forehead, to heart, to shoulder.

 

Surely, we’ve all seen the movies, exorcists making this same sign.

Using knives, sticks, even the arms

turning away demon spirits.  Did they invoke Power divine?

 

Men battle over cross jew’lry; a crucifix is too much gloss.

“Idols,” they cry with a vengeance.

We all have differing methods to express our thoughts of the cross.

 

The cross is an ark of safety to escape the wrath of our God.

Noah survived degradation

when he entreated repentance from a selfish, arrogant mob.

 

As Moses raised up the serpent, Jesus too must be lifted high.

Any cross that is displayed can

convey Christ’s humble obedience. Tell your friends why He chose to die.

 

The cross – the key to eternal hope.  Hear Jesus plea, “Father forgive!”

The means by which our Advocate

mystifies the ancient foe and redeems all those asking to live.

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written by Reason A. Poteet

 

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Submitted: Saturday, August 26, 2006

Last Updated: Thursday, May 9, 2013

About the Poet
Growing older with some pains and discomfort, graying hair, glasses, partial plate and hearing aids but with complete assurance of my eternal domain. Saved by choice by Gods free grace by Jesus life, death and resurrection. Born and bred in the Bluegrass State for 24 years, I crossed the Ohio River and became a Hoosier forever thereafter until that time God calls me to my heavenly home. Christian for fifty-five plus years. Church musician and SS teacher for most all of my Wednesdays and Sundays. Public school teacher for thirty-six school terms; retired with a class now of three grandchildren off and on during the week. Wife for half my life to the same superman. Mama to two unique sons. Mother-in-law to a fine daughter; Nana to one darling girl and two handsome guys. God has blessed me abundantly; thank you, Father. God quiets my hackles; God quickens my heart; God quells my hunger. Blessed be His holy name.

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