"Then they arrived at the region of the Gerasenes, which is opposite Galilee. As he stepped out on shore, a man from the city who had demons met him. For a long time he had not worn any clothes, and he did not live in a house but in the tombs.” Luke 8:26-27 
we know what it is like 
to live in that far country 
our Sunday School teachers 
warned us about, 
that other side of the tracks 
where we are so broken, 
so bruised, so damaged by life 
we no longer know who we are. 
where we wander among the tombstones 
of fear, of anger, of grudges, of loneliness. 
where those voices constantly whisper, 
‘you’re worthless 
you’re right where you belong 
no one is coming to help you.’ 
then a boat lands, and you 
step out on the shore, coming 
to meet us, not flinching, but 
simply asking our name, 
and reminding us 
there is no country too far 
no one so lost 
no damage so severe 
that grace will not find us. 
 © 2025 Thom M. Shuman 
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Sunday, June 22, 2025
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