[Poem] Purity is…

“…Treat younger men as brothers, older women as mothers, and younger women as sisters, with absolute purity.” (1 Timothy 5:1c, 2 NIV)

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Purity is the car you ride in;
the armour in which you walk.

It is state, not status–a country you traverse
sometimes without a map, but always with directions.

Purity is a journey of a thousand first steps.
It is a trust fall. It is the net under the tightrope.

Purity is the ladder allowing you to climb up again.

It is a gift, wrapped, waiting for the right Christmas.
It is the child who waits.

Purity is an adventure. Purity is a rebellion.
Purity is not synonymous with that tyrant, perfection.

Instead, it is the lost sheep, the found coin–
once lost, it can be returned.

Purity is the journey, not the destination.
It is the car you ride, the armour in which you walk.

End.

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