Thursday, 16 January 2014

The Big Picture




Jesus said to her,
 “I am the resurrection
 and the life.
 Anyone who believes in me
 will live, even though they die,
 and whoever lives by
 believing in me will never die.
 Do you believe this?”
 “Yes, Lord,” she told him,
 “I believe that you are the Messiah,
 the Son of God,
 who was to come into the world.”
John 11; 25-27

Like a lifeless fossil unable to make sound or movement, only a remnant of what it once was after being struck down by calamity on a grand scale, death takes hold of the physical & then encases. Layers of earthly dust & rocks contaminate the scene. The sun in its splendor begins to arise, like the calamity we have no say in it... Its glory spreads forth, brighter by the moment as it leaves the horizon behind,witnessing to things far greater than things merely human.

Morning has broken 
Like the first morning,
Black bird has spoken 
Like the first bird.
Praise the singing! 
Praise for the morning!
Praise for them springing 
Fresh from the Word! 

Sweet the rain's new fall 
Sunlit from heaven,
Like the first dewfall 
On the first grass.
Praise for the sweetness 
Of the wet garden,
Sprung in completeness 
Where His feet pass.

Mine is the sunlight! 
Mine is the morning.
Born of the one light 
Eden saw play!
Praise with elation, 
Praise ev'ry morning,
God's recreation 
Of the newday!

Eleanor Farjeon















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