[Today’s offering is a poem by a very dear friend who has become almost like a sister over the past 12 years. She was instrumental in helping get me onto polite speaking terms with God, and developing some appreciation of Grace. (The photo is by StanislavTraykov.)]
Child of promise
Given
Costly to God
and to Mary
whose hearts knew pain.
Is it worse to be rejected
or to see one you adore
rejected
spat upon
ridiculed
HATED for no reason?
The Holy Hands that blessed
healed, delivered,
over-turned the money tables
and drove out evil..
bloody, broken
flesh torn
life ripped from Him,
yet freely given
Surely Mary you must
have wondered
Is this of God?
would He let His son die
so hurtfully?
The shame
The torment
Which should have been ours
were yours to bear..
Cruel cutting words
mocking hatefully
in your ears
You who were obedient
highly favoured of God
Allowed to suffer
so dreadfully
All for LOVE’S sake
Not for selfish gain.
For us.
Was it worth all the pain
When you saw Him
Risen!
Alive once again
but more so..
Knowing now
That His monumental act
would save the whole world
And all manner of things
will be well?
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