Genesis 1
The waters came forth,
pure and abundant,
preparing for life,
supernaturally.
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The evening and the morning,
were the 5th day,
life had begun.
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From the dust of the dry land,
and the waters of the sea,
God’s hand formed and molded man,
the first Adam.
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The blood in his body lay silent,
His image and soul lay pure,
without life, water and blood ran together,
unheedingly.
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Then into his nostrils did God breathe,
true life,
not merging liquid,
not hardened soil.
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The gentle breeze from the soul of God,
drew man to life,
away from silent existence,
covenant of love,
covenant of truth.
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The blood and water coursed within man,
birthing forth the desire,
of a new covenant.
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In the safety of love man rested,
a deep sleep,
peaceful sleep.
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God reached deep inside,
removing a small sacrifice,
blood and water and molded dust.
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This rib became the bride of Adam,
still and lifeless,
breathed to life,
by the same precious deity,
the one Holy God.
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By the breath of God did the woman rise,
from mere existence,
to precious life.
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The evening and the morning,
were the 6th day,
the Bride was born.
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She was to bear the cycle,
the covenant of blood and water,
the temporary temple of God’s chosen.
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The cycle continued,
covenant – sacrifice,
birth – sacrifice,
covenant – death.
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Jesus, the final covenant,
God the son,
the substance of new life,
pierced in His side.
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Even in death,
precious blood and water,
amniotic fluid ran down the cross,
onto a cursed hill – Golgatha.
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With it ran the seed of a new nation,
a new generation,
the covenant of eternal life,
the Bride of Christ.
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With His last earthly breath,
He drew in the sins of the world,
and the Bride to come,
that all life might dwell,
in the Holy promises.
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The sins, cleansed and forgiven,
ran with the blood,
ran with the water,
planting the seed,
of the covenant to come,
Kingdom Heirs.
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A tiny baby, born in the darkest of times,
nurtured by the hand of God,
filled with the breath of the Spirit,
coursed through with sacrificial blood,
sacrificial water.
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No longer apart from God the Father,
no longer apart from God the Son,
the miraculous testimony of living Word,
birthed in the death of sin.
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Rise up, Oh Israel,
take your inheritance of life,
God breathed,
Holy & Blessed.
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Clothe yourself in gold and purple,
as the rightful Bride,
of Christ.
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Rise up, Oh Israel,
for the Groom prepares the place,
where you shall dwell,
the promises have come to pass,
where faith meet truth,
and they become one.
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Linda J. Humes 