by Mark Weinrich

In that house
where love was
a rare visitor,
Jesus gave me
When I was nothing
but a worthless profanity
Jesus entered
through the yellowed pages
of a borrowed book.
Lightning pierced
my sixteen years
and transformed me.
The electric warmth
of the Spirit’s love
wrapped me, assured me
that my home, my life
was in and with Jesus.
Fifty-one years later
I am still stunned by His grace,
stunned with wonder
and gratitude 
that He would welcome me
into His Kingdom.

Mark Weinrich lives a creative life as a writer, photographer, musician, and artist—all wrapped together in an outdoorsman. He is a retired pastor and nine-year cancer survivor. His writing and photography have appeared in over 139 news stand, inspirational, and literary publications. He has sold eight children’s books and currently has two fantasy novels on Kindle.

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