I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Wednesday, April 9, 2014
Lent 31 - continuous resurrection
“There is this difference between the growth of
some human beings and that of others: in the one case it is a continuous dying,
in the other a continuous resurrection.”
George MacDonald, The Princess and Curdie
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Every time night falls
part of me wonders, will there be a dawn
every time I fail
part of me wonders, can I pick myself
up,
one- more – time?
every time a relationship ends
part of me wonders, will love ever be
birthed again
every time joy dies, and sadness comes
when love vanishes, and the bile of hate
burns
every time I die to some thing
and I die and die and die again
a part of me is willing to believe
that this
is all
there
is
so too the beaten and battered ones
on that Friday
when Jesus died
they must have felt as if nothing
would ever be ok
ever
again
and yet
out of death life came
and so
out of failure, a fresh start
out of pain, cleansing and hope
out of every ending
every death
resurrection
continuous
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