Wednesday, May 6, 2020

The Word


Lord, You are
first the Word,

and that word
is a promise,

that Word
is a hope,

the same hope

nestled close
to Mary’s heart,

driving her to the tomb
that Sunday morning,

that same hope

that woke Peter’s soul,
that opened his eyes,

and sent him diving
off that fishing boat
to be with You, Lord,

that same hope

that walked the road
to Emmaus,

and later broke bread
with Your disciples,

that same hope

that looked Thomas
right in the eye.

You are the Word,
and that word
is a promise,

that word is love,
sealed with blood,
redeemed at sunrise,

and passed on
with the Holy Spirit
in fiery tongues.

You are the Word
that strengthens me
that holds me up
when I am weak.

You are the Word
speaking to me now
when I need to be lifted up.

Oh that You would be
that Word to me, always.

Amen.
Psalm 89:28
John 1:1




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