Good Friday
He
Was made
Perfect
Through
Suffering
Made
Whole
By uniting
With affliction
“It”
Was not finished
God
God Himself
Was not
Complete
Until
He became
One
Of us
Knowing death
Knowing shame
The way
We
Know It
He came
Emptied
Of self-pursuit
And instead
Pursued
Our burdens
Grasped
Our brokenness
And penetrated
Separation
Jesus came
Open
Open for all
Open to pain
Open to need
And by that
Openness
He would
Receive
That
Which came
Next
Entangled
In similar mystery
The WAY
To our
Perfection
And
To whatever is
Next
Is found
In our
Openness
to Him
Who
Has grasped
Our burdens
And
Suffers with
All
Yes. Profound and lovely in so few words.
Always love reading your posts.
Just found you in “junk” again??? If you’d written this in a paragraph I wouldn’t have understood it. The vertigo works for me. Sigh. A keeper for sure! ❤️
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