July Poetry and Prayer

Your Gift From the Cross . . . Still Flows

Welcome to July’s Poetry and Prayer. This week I am sharing an old poem that came to mind recently, as I reflected on seasons from the past through new eyes, knowing now that God was there with me, when I didn’t yet see Him, blinded as I was back then by my pride and unbelief. I decided to edit bits to linger some more with Christ’s gift to us, not just on the Cross, but also in the steps He took toward the Cross for us.

I pray it kindles alive memories of your own of God’s faithful presence in your life, as you too look back at old seasons with new eyes. May we carry not just these reframed memories with us, but also the steps Jesus took toward the Cross for us, pondering them and treasuring them in our heart, with awe and wonder.

YOUR GIFT FROM THE CROSS 
. . .  STILL FLOWS


You never leave
When rivers 

Dam.


You never leave
When heart 

Locks numb.


You never leave
When questions  

Buried lie.

For You
Have unleashed 

The river strong.


You 
Have bled

The Fount released.


You
Have raised 

The buried saved.

It's now 

I see.


Your ways 

They’re too wonderful 
Too wonderful 

To fathom, know.


For in the kneeling, 

You were strengthened.

 
In the scourging, 

You looked to the joy before you.


In the dying, 

You opened the gates of hell.


Not of this world
But Kingdom come 

 
Faith

Hope

Love.


Intimate, 

Your gift from the Cross 

Still flows.


Romans 8: 23 NRSVCE
and not only the creation, but we ourselves, who have the first fruits of the Spirit, groan inwardly while we wait for adoption, the redemption of our bodies.