Lent 39 (Good Friday)

You are
true to your word
even to the point of death.
Who really does that
anymore?

You are
the First and Last
Word, the holy action
and now: the brutal
consequence.

You are
the Word that heals
a salve from the tongue
a welcome whisper
in my ear

You are
the expression
of God’s word spoken
across chaos at
creation

You are
an implanted word
a seed sown in secret hope
growing through turmoil
waiting to bloom

2 thoughts on “Lent 39 (Good Friday)

  1. What a lovely image – the welcome whisper. How often God speaks into us, stirring us with sounds of his very presence! Thanks for reminding me … Lindy

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