Thursday, March 16, 2017

The Hour is Coming

Jesus said to them, “Very truly, I tell you, the Son can do nothing on his own, but only what he sees the Father doing; for whatever the Father does, the Son does likewise. The Father loves the Son and shows him all that he himself is doing; and he will show him greater works than these, so that you will be astonished. Indeed, just as the Father raises the dead and gives them life, so also the Son gives life to whomever he wishes. The Father judges no one but has given all judgment to the Son, so that all may honor the Son just as they honor the Father. Anyone who does not honor the Son does not honor the Father who sent him. Very truly, I tell you, anyone who hears my word and believes him who sent me has eternal life, and does not come under judgment, but has passed from death to life.
“Very truly, I tell you, the hour is coming, and is now here, when the dead will hear the voice of the Son of God, and those who hear will live. For just as the Father has life in himself, so he has granted the Son also to have life in himself; and he has given him authority to execute judgment, because he is the Son of Man. Do not be astonished at this; for the hour is coming when all who are in their graves will hear his voice and will come out—those who have done good, to the resurrection of life, and those who have done evil, to the resurrection of condemnation. John 5:19-29 

The Hour is Coming

Waiting for the ever late and slow bus
on the familiar corner and time of day
we often miss the changes before us
don't see the world turning before our eyes.

The rush and the busyness corrupt our eyesight
our voices are lost in the traffic and noise
we fail to hear the call of love's presence
fail to welcome life breaking forth.

We are surely broken and surely made whole
the dead will hear the voice and rise up new
we can change despite our discomfort and pain
we too can live beyond the walls and the traps.

Today let us listen and use the eyesight given
smell the possibility of new life on the wind
watch the buds forcing through deep March snow
and trust that we too small push past these limits.

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