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, May 1, 2019
death works backwards
“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
Your life should be a continuous death and a continuous
resurrection so that you remain fresh until the very last breath.
Osho
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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
every time 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
that there is no way out
no “next”
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
as they hid
as they fled
as a few gathered
at the foot of a cross, and watched their beloved die
as they dragged the body down
and hastily, furtively, placed it in a tomb
and yet
out of death life came
the slow spiral of hate and violence
the oppressive weight of power
was stopped
and death began to work backwards (CS Lewis)
as it was, so it is
out of failure, a fresh start
out of pain, cleansing and hope
out of every ending
every death
resurrection
continuous
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