"Submit to the suffering and walk the road to Golgotha."
I pricked my finger on a thorn
And watched the blood drop pearl
Ruby as the rose petals beside.
I sighed to think that everything most truly, deeply beautiful
Most worth fighting for
Requires great pain
But it is worth it in the end.
We suffer through, yet find joy in the journey
Greater than any ill-disguised farce
Above all temporary promises
Fragile and breakable as tissue-paper flowers
Clinging to this set and narrow course
Though the sharp rocks cut my feet
Grass might be a softer option
But it too easily hides many things.
You were open about the hazards Lord
Of following in Your bloody footsteps.
You hurt for us and hurt with us
Knowing we will be stronger in the end
And comforted at journey's completion
With Your very presence...
We can only imagine and dream about that day.
And until then keep walking
And glimpse You as we may
Written: 03-30-2010 (Tues.)
I pricked my finger on a thorn
And watched the blood drop pearl
Ruby as the rose petals beside.
I sighed to think that everything most truly, deeply beautiful
Most worth fighting for
Requires great pain
But it is worth it in the end.
We suffer through, yet find joy in the journey
Greater than any ill-disguised farce
Above all temporary promises
Fragile and breakable as tissue-paper flowers
Clinging to this set and narrow course
Though the sharp rocks cut my feet
Grass might be a softer option
But it too easily hides many things.
You were open about the hazards Lord
Of following in Your bloody footsteps.
You hurt for us and hurt with us
Knowing we will be stronger in the end
And comforted at journey's completion
With Your very presence...
We can only imagine and dream about that day.
And until then keep walking
And glimpse You as we may
Written: 03-30-2010 (Tues.)
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