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
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
Amen. Good Friday blessings to you, Lindy!