Sunday, November 19, 2017

Kirk Cousins's NFC Cure (In New Orleans)


* Spirit Of Jesus pray for me
* Elijah, Elisha, Holy Church pray for me
* Saints pray for me
*  Dedicated to #TonyandKirk #KirkisElisha

+------Kirk Cousins's NFC Cure (In New Orleans)

Kirk, and now, the Redskins’ season
is Naaman, commander of
the army of the King of Aram
(the NFC) – valiant soldier. Five losses
like scabs, pained boils on his body,
another to the Saints’d be craters on skin
of playoff hopes unsightly. A blemish
too much to bear in war’s NFL theatre.
But you, Israel’s (Fed Ex Field’s) prophet
miraculous. Your QB repertoire, passes
precise, great compassion. TDs
in New Orleans to Doctson, Davis,
Thompson magnanimous, like counsel
of a sage for his cure: seven times’
baptism in the River Jordan. The defeat of
Drew Brees like restoration of Superbowl
aspirations- clean skin as soft as a child’s.
Redskins Nation’s gratitude: Naaman
bowing in the Temple of Rimmon with you.

------2 Kings 5:1-19
Now Naaman was commander of the army of the king of Aram. He was a great man in the sight of his master and highly regarded, because through him the Lord had given victory to Aram. He was a valiant soldier, but he had leprosy. Now bands of raiders from Aram had gone out and had taken captive a young girl from Israel, and she served Naaman’s wife. She said to her mistress, “If only my master would see the prophet who is in Samaria! He would cure him of his leprosy.” Naaman went to his master and told him what the girl from Israel had said. “By all means, go,” the king of Aram replied. “I will send a letter to the king of Israel.” So Naaman left, taking with him ten talents of silver, six thousand shekels of gold and ten sets of clothing. The letter that he took to the king of Israel read: “With this letter I am sending my servant Naaman to you so that you may cure him of his leprosy.” As soon as the king of Israel read the letter, he tore his robes and said, “Am I God? Can I kill and bring back to life? Why does this fellow send someone to me to be cured of his leprosy? See how he is trying to pick a quarrel with me!” When Elisha the man of God heard that the king of Israel had torn his robes, he sent him this message: “Why have you torn your robes? Have the man come to me and he will know that there is a prophet in Israel.” So Naaman went with his horses and chariots and stopped at the door of Elisha’s house. Elisha sent a messenger to say to him, “Go, wash yourself seven times in the Jordan, and your flesh will be restored and you will be cleansed.” But Naaman went away angry and said, “I thought that he would surely come out to me and stand and call on the name of the Lord his God, wave his hand over the spot and cure me of my leprosy. Are not Abana and Pharpar, the rivers of Damascus, better than all the waters of Israel? Couldn’t I wash in them and be cleansed?” So he turned and went off in a rage. Naaman’s servants went to him and said, “My father, if the prophet had told you to do some great thing, would you not have done it? How much more, then, when he tells you, ‘Wash and be cleansed’!” So he went down and dipped himself in the Jordan seven times, as the man of God had told him, and his flesh was restored and became clean like that of a young boy. Then Naaman and all his attendants went back to the man of God. He stood before him and said, “Now I know that there is no God in all the world except in Israel. So please accept a gift from your servant.” The prophet answered, “As surely as the Lord lives, whom I serve, I will not accept a thing.” And even though Naaman urged him, he refused. “If you will not,” said Naaman, “please let me, your servant, be given as much earth as a pair of mules can carry, for your servant will never again make burnt offerings and sacrifices to any other god but the Lord. 18 But may the Lord forgive your servant for this one thing: When my master enters the temple of Rimmon to bow down and he is leaning on my arm and I have to bow there also—when I bow down in the temple of Rimmon, may the Lord forgive your servant for this.” “Go in peace,” Elisha said.


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