{"id":23296,"date":"2016-08-13T18:52:45","date_gmt":"2016-08-13T22:52:45","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=23296"},"modified":"2016-08-13T18:52:50","modified_gmt":"2016-08-13T22:52:50","slug":"your-unconditional-love","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2016\/08\/your-unconditional-love\/","title":{"rendered":"Your Unconditional Love"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>As a modern day version of the biblical Samaritan Woman (also known as the Woman at the Well in John 4)  I survived child abuse and four broken marriages.  At age 50 I met my FIFTH husband&#8230;who said he did not see me as a &#8220;messed up woman&#8230;but a woman who had never been loved the way she deserved&#8221;.  (Later he said he saw me &#8220;Through the Eyes of Jesus&#8221;.  What woman would not be overjoyed to be so &#8220;well-loved&#8221;.  It was the Unconditional Love I had never known in human form.  After sixteen years together he lost his cancer battle and I am still learning to live without my Soul Mate. For almost all of those sixteen years my husband Gerry (initials G.O.D.) performed with me as Denee The Clown while working with disabled students in the public school system.  He was a Hero to many more than just me!   <\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/G-J-1998-1-300x200.jpg\" alt=\"G &amp; J 1998\" width=\"300\" height=\"200\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-23366\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/G-J-1998-1-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/G-J-1998-1-768x511.jpg 768w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/G-J-1998-1-1024x681.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/G-J-1998-1-480x320.jpg 480w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/G-J-1998-1.jpg 1780w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>You said you saw me through the Eyes of Jesus<br \/>\nNot a woman who was too far gone to save<br \/>\nYou weren&#8217;t afraid to walk with me<br \/>\nThis Divine Appointment made you brave<\/p>\n<p>We spent many hours talking<br \/>\nand then one day we KNEW!<br \/>\nGod had brought the two of us together<br \/>\nOur Spirits were &#8220;brand new&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Two hearts that needed healing<br \/>\njoined forever to be ONE<br \/>\nWe saw so many miracles<br \/>\nand we had So much fun!<\/p>\n<p>You shed your shy demeanor<br \/>\nthen &#8220;Denee the Clown&#8221; appeared<br \/>\nWe served up Joy and Laughter<br \/>\nand we often volunteered<\/p>\n<p>You helped with the disabled<br \/>\nthe students in your care<br \/>\nand anytime I needed help<br \/>\nGuess WHO was always there!<\/p>\n<p>My love, you were my Hero<br \/>\nI am lost without you here<br \/>\nBut the God you put your trust in<br \/>\nIs the ONE who keeps me near<\/p>\n<p>He said He&#8217;d be a husband<br \/>\nto the Widows left behind<br \/>\nFor you were an Earthly Preview<br \/>\nof HIS LOVE&#8230;the Heavenly kind<\/p>\n<p>A love that&#8217;s always Giving<br \/>\nA love that&#8217;s ever True<br \/>\nHow Blessed I was to love you<br \/>\nand to be SO WELL-LOVED by YOU!   <\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/cc-dc-2004-300x200.jpg\" alt=\"cc&amp; dc 2004\" width=\"300\" height=\"200\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-23672\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/cc-dc-2004-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/cc-dc-2004-768x512.jpg 768w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/cc-dc-2004-1024x683.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/cc-dc-2004-480x320.jpg 480w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/cc-dc-2004.jpg 1776w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>As a modern day version of the biblical Samaritan Woman (also known as the Woman at the Well in John 4) I survived child abuse and four broken marriages. 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