A Nod of the Head

Jesus passed by three women

Or so the dream revealed

The day was full of pity

And folks were raised and healed.

To one He gave kind converse

To next a gentle pat

The third the simplest nod of head.

Now what was meant by that?



A moment dreaming, puzzled

But then a Voice so clear.

The Spirit, Holy, Comforting,

Had come to me, drawn near:



“Profound, dear child, and common

Those sufferers needed Grace.

The first two, novice in the walk.

The third a veteran’s place.

The third got not the fondling

The third knew well the Book

The third could thrill in Christ’s good will

With just a simple look.”

Doug Blair, Waterloo, Ontario


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