Tuesday, December 23, 2014

Rejected Transplant

Friends, beautiful, intelligent,
Ready to learn and engage,
Were sent away. They left,
Sorrowing.
We still feel like our "body" of Christ is there.
We feel we attempted a transplant,
And the body here is rejecting our part.
(Though it should accept it,
Because the blood is the same!)
O Come, O Come, Emmanuel,
And ransom captive Israel
That mourns in lowly exile here

Until the Son of God appear.

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