Lent: Man of Sorrows 5

I cannot stop the tide of life:                                        it moves at speeds I cannot calculate;                                             it twists and turns and undulates. It thwarts my best paid plans, my stern-set goals.          Nothing in this life bends to my will; my trunk is buffeted too bluntly by these waves; my fists smart from clenching atContinue reading “Lent: Man of Sorrows 5”

From Ashes: Sturm und Drang

Out of the storm, He comes,                         He comes, clearly, speaking victory –             comes with calmness in His step                         and silence for each dread.   Watching mountains quake,                         they quake to see such sureness step upon             these waves of doubting fury;Continue reading “From Ashes: Sturm und Drang”

Lent 20: Monday of Third Week

Yes, the seas stir; the Son, walking atop the waves, does not mind, a sovereign treading the puddles of his soil. We, quaking in the boat or sinking with the self-consciousness of faith, look aghast and fret. Teacher! The waves consume… But see how He strides. See the waves bend and break at His touch.Continue reading “Lent 20: Monday of Third Week”