Escaping Death

* Spirit Of Jesus pray for me
* Luke, Paul, Stephen, Holy Church pray for me
* Saints pray for me
* Dedicated to #IamStephen

+--------Escaping Death; Stephen's Thoughts While Being Stoned

Its time; By now I can
hear the lilting of angel
choirs, harps of Orpheus,
(but I wont look back) the most
blessed of serenades - Above
the crass clamor of these men who
could never see what I see. The
face of Jesus, evanescent, in
my dreaming, his whispers
“follow me” fading beneath my
fingers outstretched, waking. I
remember how He danced on
water…I want to dance now too.

Jagged rocks heretic-hurled,
precious tinder, my blood
the sweetest spark for
a soul’s love-immolation. Lord
do not hold my death against
them – stones for my sleeping,
(my body pulled over dirt, feces)
so I can awake in your presence.
Dead to them, but Truly Alive.


------Acts 7:54-60
When the members of the Sanhedrin heard this, they were furious and gnashed their teeth at him. But Stephen, full of the Holy Spirit, looked up to heaven and saw the glory of God, and Jesus standing at the right hand of God.  “Look,” he said, “I see heaven open and the Son of Man standing at the right hand of God.” At this they covered their ears and, yelling at the top of their voices, they all rushed at him,  dragged him out of the city and began to stone him. Meanwhile, the witnesses laid their coats at the feet of a young man named Saul. While they were stoning him, Stephen prayed, “Lord Jesus, receive my spirit.” Then he fell on his knees and cried out, “Lord, do not hold this sin against them.” When he had said this, he fell asleep.