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From Luke’s Journal March 2026  |  Vol. 31  No. 1  |  God at the Bedside

 I found love in a strange place 

Away from the stages of success 

Away from the sadness and the 

Loud ideologies of unrest. 

I was found in my failings 

By a face not wrecked by beauty 

That made the many vain. 

I was found when I went looking 

And could not find the mystery face… 

Who fashioned like a master Artist 

The design of every human face. 

What is it to be found by the 

Sacred face, no one has seen? 

The face of God in a man, 

With eyes lit & love sublime 

With justice, truth & wisdom divine 

While carrying a strange grief of 

Dreadful darkness-bearing heart pain. 

We like wild blind children ran 

Racing after other gods & others 

Like the mild child fearing by night 

The shadow of cold religion. 

I was found by Love 

When I knew so little love 

In this self & when I looked in vain 

For impostor love in those faces, 

Which brings one to despair. 

Being warmed by Love by 

The Son shining down his light 

I was another lost son coming home, 

One who didn’t know the way… 

I was in the darkness when Love 

Revealed His gracious, glorious face – 

He rested quietly upon this soul, saving 

Me from a litany of wandering days, 

Whispering so kindly, I’ll never be alone. 

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