First Lie
By Myra Lochner
Oh, Jesus! do You remember walking with me through the pregnant orchards of Glenheath: You, my Omnipresent Shadow, shielding me against the glare of the persistant summer sun; keeping me from the sneaking snake? Ah! I remember when You called my name ... that year when I turned four - no more than a baby girl: so very small and easily forgiven because of clear blue eyes; a halo of golden hair; and an angelic smile ... I - innocent sweet child - was telling my very first lie: what juicy peach I picked yelling: "Snake!" (unaware that the Snake indeed was there ...) And there You stood: calling my name with tenderness and reprimanding me in Silence You whispered without words: "I am Truth" The self-inflicted sorrow shook me and I tried to regain the sweetness of that happy baby child but then You took my hand and showed me the Light of pureness and forgiveness and turned my guilt to Sight Yes, in the orchards of Glenheath I saw You in that warning from Above: On that summer day You endowed me with Wisdom, Truth and Love myraI can see clearly now ... Written February 28th, 2002 © on Feb 27 2002 05:28 PM PST, Myra Lochner 18 • 12 • 8
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