‘Unclean! Unclean!’ and
Horrifyingly contagious.
But he came among them,
Breaking the law,
Braving the crowd
Which parted before him like
The walls of water in the Red Sea ,
Opening the road to Salvation.
‘If you are willing, you can make me clean’.
The women drew back their skirts in horror,
The men shrank away lest their sleeve
Come into contact with his rags.
And Jesus?
As if it were the most natural thing in the world
He reached out and placed his hand on the other’s shoulder,
Man to man,
Made in the image of God.
The crowd looked on in appalled fascination
At their beloved Teacher
Touching the living dead.
And Jesus only said:
‘I am willing: be clean’.
And the man stood there, restored, made whole,
A new man, a man recalled to the fullness of life.
Nothing is so terrible that Christ won’t touch;
Nothing so loathsome that Christ will turn away;
Nothing so unforgivable that it has not already
Been forgiven on the Cross.
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