Here's something I wrote with Easter on my mind . . .
LORD OF ALL, LORD
OF ONES
He stopped amidst
the swirling, stifling, suffocating crowd.
“Who touched me?”
The woman
trembled, bloodied, afraid.
She knelt before
the Lord of Ones and whispered her confession.
And He, who would
one day Himself be bloodied
for Ones such as
this said,
“Be healed.”
He slept through
the storm as they crossed the Lake,
While the Madman
waited in turmoil amongst the tombs.
Naked, too strong
for chains and irons, yet hopelessly bound,
He ran and fell
at the feet of the Lord of Ones.
And He who would
one day be bound in the place
of Ones such as
this said,
“Be free.”
He sat and
watched the Rich and Powerful throw in their coins.
The Widow came,
unnoticed, yet seen.
She gave out of
her poverty two small coins of infinite value.
“She gave her
all,” mused the Lord of Ones.
And He who left
the wealth of Heaven in order to give His all
for Ones such as
this said,
“Be blessed.”
He stood alone as
the crowd hurriedly dispersed.
“Unclean!” they
reviled, and hissed and cowered.
The Leper knelt
before the Lord of Ones and pleaded, “If you are willing..”
And He who would
soon be defiled by the sins
of Ones such as
this,
Reached out and
touched, and said,
“Be clean.”
I wait, speck in an ocean, grain of sand on a beach,
Bloodied, bound,
impoverished, unclean.
Overcome by His Presence, overwhelmed by His Grace, “I
come to worship,” I whisper.
And the Lord of
Ones who died in my place embraces me,
And draws me in,
And in words that
echo across time and eternity whispers back,
“We are one.”
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| Cross = Heart Image created by Ross Cochrane |
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| Image created by Ross Cochrane |
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| Image created by Ross Cochrane |
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| Image created by Ross Cochrane |
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| Image created by Ross Cochrane |
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