Listen to the Presence Project podcast, episode 27 here. Here in the Presence Project we’re…
Good, Good Friday
Today, God hung slack on a tree,
Bleeding red love
Hungry
Shamed
Alone.
Today, Compassion cried bloody tears
On the mob that killed it
And asked forgiveness
For the hand and the hammer
And cried, “Father!” to stopped-up ears.
Today, a king died high
Between earth and cloud
The target of spit
And sword
And crown of thorn.
Today, a Lamb followed destiny
and desire
Chained by love
To shame, hurt
And sin
And hell.
Today, Earth’s bosom shook.
The silent scream of sin
Shrouded light
And Life died in a casket of pain.
Today, Heaven roared and seethed,
And in it’s dark fury
Cast swords to earth.
The planet shook.
Gutteral shudders swelled earth’s belly
And belched black clouds.
God had passed that way
And signed His name
In the blood of His Son.
Today, garbage plugged up the universe
With decay
And death swallowed victory
With gnashing teeth.
A lion roared from Hell
And a cross stood
A bleak apostrophe in time and space.
Today, it was Friday. But Sunday was coming………..