His Mark Remains || 2009.08.19

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His mark remains

If we were each but a mote of dust
in the fingerprint of the Almighty's hand,
how glorious would that be?
But we're not.
Look around -
we are the fingerprint of God.
To this world we are His mark,
the sign of His love among us.
We are the touch that lingers,
that smudges in the shape
of Love's next clasp.
Do you see He loves you?
His touch marked everywhere!
The lines of your face,
the step of your gait,
His presence, can you feel it?
He loves you,
Can't you see it?
Let Him be your identity,
your remembrance.
Like a fire to be taken,
whose place will not die out
but spreads.
And each mark stands on:
His mark remains,
we live.

~JLB