Lift your eyes,
Look up,
Daughter of Abraham.
Lift your eyes,
Be free,
Daughter of mine.
Valued you always were,
Beloved you always are,
Cherished you always will be.
Worth more than the sparrow,
More than the ox,
More than the scorn of religious men.
Lift your eyes.
Rise up.
Follow me.
Delight in me.
And arise.
With me.
Arise, by Olivia Haines
21/10/2020
Luke 13.10-17
Image: Barbara Schwarz, OP, “Jesus and the Bent Over Woman,” acrylic on canvas, 2014.
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