God-things, Musings

Word Made Flesh

Heavenly promises locked in human DNA

Divinity wrapped in humanity’s cloak

Beating heart, ten toes and ten fingers

All sent to make me whole

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You, who are a King, became one of us

A tiny child, born into poverty

The offspring of a teenage girl and the Almighty

Brought up by a God-fearing carpenter

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How did it feel to know the truth?

Half of you achingly human, hungry and thirsty

And half beautifully divine, complete and awesome?

Son of Man and Son of God, Love’s ultimate gift?

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As you walked our dusty, dirty streets

You did not pull away from the sin

But rather rolled up your sleeves

And said, “Let me make you clean.”

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The amount of filth did not matter

No injury or illness was too much

For the Healer had come to heal

All you asked for was faith the size of a mustard seed.

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As you walked up that hill to your death

Did you think of me?  Was I on your mind

As you took your last breath?

When you said, “Tetelestai.”

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“Paid in full.”  That’s what you cried.

Your sacrifice of a heavenly King wrapped in human flesh

Accomplished what nothing else could

You bridged the gap between sinners and the Sovereign.

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The debt has been paid

But the work is not done.

“The harvest is plentiful but the workers are few.”

So let us run joyfully into Your vineyard.

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Let us be your words made flesh

Let the love you taught us heal the brokenhearted

Bind the wounds and offer forgiveness and truth

Because you offered it first.

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You are our Ransom, our Redeemer

You bought us back from our slavery

Let us now be faithful to you

Our Savior and Friend.

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