As I was driving home from a band meeting I was giving thanks for the person who had shared about the opportunities they had in the week to walk with others in grief. It started me reflecting that Jesus invites us to mirror him in his incarnation as one who wept in agony at the prospect of death but confronted it with confidence in the God of resurrection and life to the full. That is such a humbling invitation.
And then I had to pull over to write down a poem I felt the Lord gave me:
You are God,
And you are man as you step into the hungry mouth of the grave,
brow furrowed and sweating blood, as you agree to your cup
You are God,
And you are man as you are beaten, spat upon,
and mocked, betrayed by those who proclaimed
“You are God”
And you are man as you heave labored breaths,
as the sky is consumed by the darkness of death
You are God,
And you are man as you give up the ghost.
You are man,
And you are God descending to the depths and
raising to change the emptiness of life into fullness
You are man,
And you are God when your great love and patience invites Thomas
to explore the emptiness of your wrists and find truth of the fullness of your life
You are man,
And you are God when you commission those
who have seen to spread this new definition of life,
and ascend as the first of firsts into that new fullness of life.
Fully God, Fully Man, you walked with us, you walk with us.
Tiffany
