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From: clrclady
Date: Wed Aug 31 21:04:43 MST 2005
Subject: Elliott and This Barren Woman

Responses
Suki: No Subject (9/1/05)
Karen: Vicarious me? (9/1/05)
Karen: Relevant Celtic prayer (9/2/05)

andrea: yes to all (9/4/05)

Responses (sorted by date)
andrea: yes to all (9/4/05)
Karen: Relevant Celtic prayer (9/2/05)
Karen: Vicarious me? (9/1/05)
Suki: No Subject (9/1/05)

Arms full of precious gifts;
As I embrace a bundle of joy.
He belongs to me as I to him,
But he is not mine.
A barren womb still remains
Resting in a single bed.
I wept the day he was born,
Wept with my sister
As we waited the arrival.
Tears of joy mixed with grief.
Will he ever know the doors he opened?
Doors of hope, doors of love.
As he cries for food,
My heart aches with pain.
Will these wounded breast ever give life?
Thoughts of him fill my day,
Sharing pictures as if he were mine.
He lightens my heart.
Helps me to hope in God’s goodness,
To long for a fruitful womb,
So this barren woman will sing,
Shout for joy, even without child.
Because the Lord says,
More are the children of the desolate woman
Than of her who has a husband.

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	From: Suki Date: Thu Sep 1 08:00:13 MST 2005 Subject: Amen. Edit this response Write a response Email the author
	From: Karen Date: Thu Sep 1 15:07:58 MST 2005 Subject: Vicarious me? I know whatcha mean. (Sigh) What's the Greenwich Mean Time on the bioclock? ;-) Edit this response Write a response Email the author
	From: Karen Date: Fri Sep 2 14:40:28 MST 2005 Subject: Relevant Celtic prayer This is hanging on my fridge at home, photocopied from the book I borrowed (2 years ago) from Sue (let me know when you need it back, Suki ;-) ) ******************* I have tasted the fruit of the earth, O God. I have seen autumn trees hang heavily with heaven's gifts. I have known people pregnant with your spirit of generosity. Let these be guides to me this day. And may Mary who knew her womb filled with your goodness teach me the wisdom that is born amidst pain. May I know that deeper than any fallowness in me is the seed planted in the womb of my soul. May I know that greater than any barrenness in the world is the harvest to be justly shared. from "Celtic Daily Prayer: Prayers and Readings From the Northumbria Community" Edit this response Write a response Email the author From: andrea Date: Sun Sep 4 16:35:37 MST 2005 Subject: yes to all I echo your poems and prayers. Edit this response Write a response Email the author

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