So Jesus said to them, “Truly, truly, I say to you, the Son can do nothing of his own accord, but only what he sees the Father doing. For whatever the Father does, that the Son does likewise. For the Father loves the Son and shows him all that he himself is doing. And greater works than these will he show him, so that you may marvel. For as the Father raises the dead and gives them life, so also the Son gives life to whom he will. The Father judges no one, but has given all judgment to the Son, that all may honor the Son, just as they honor the Father. Whoever does not honor the Son does not honor the Father who sent him. Truly, truly, I say to you, whoever hears my word and believes him who sent me has eternal life. He does not come into judgment, but has passed from death to life. John 5:19-24
Passing from Death to Life
It was a dream
more like a nightmare
wrestling with my demons
struggling to be unbound
trying to fill my lungs
with breath again.
The burdens so large
they weigh heavy even at rest
the troubles so constant
they inhabit the sleeper
a mysterious dying
a loss of control
praying for new life again.
The darkness covered me
no way forward
no way back home
the loss so palpable
the threats so ominous
crumpled in a corner
waiting for the end.
The end did not come
sweet mercy and sleep
then dawned the morning
the new day with light
hope returned again
wrapped in the arms of love
and God has triumphed again
against our worst enemies.
1 comment:
That's a lovely poem, Carol. Thank you. Your image reminded me of Ute Lemper's "Little Water Song" whch is a bit darker, I'm afraid. But that nightmare is not finished. One hopes the sun will break forth on her violent journey.
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