This
is One to Whom personally
Servitude
to time could not apply -
One
who inhabits eternity. Yet
His
love constrained Him to this thirlage.
He
took part in our habitat
Days.
He slept in them, woke in them,
In
them moved, ate, carpentered.
Daily
He absorbed the Father’s voicing.
One
day the word directed Him towards
Jordan;
one day to the wilderness.
Each
of the days of the Son of Man
Was
distinguished, although He is the Same.
And
there were nights too - healing
Or
praying. Until there came the night
When
He was delivered up. And the day
When
over His suffering daylight was withheld.
Time
knows no day like that day -
Denial
at cockcrow, injustice early,
Scourging,
nailing, hanging, suffering:
And
the secret sorrow the sun did not lighten.
Energy
charged the resurrection day -
The
Risen One gave to Mary
Revelation,
to Simon restoration,
To
two wanderers a Shepherd’s care.
From
the day when He was received up in glory
We
wait in the patience of the Christ until
His
vindication: when the world takes moral direction
From
that Sun in the day of Jesus Christ.
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