Monday, November 15, 2010

post 13

"Are you in shadow? Are you in pain? 
Has the rock been lifted, removing the sky, tearing your life in half?

Do not cry to me.  I can only cry with you. 
Talk to the Fool, to the One who left a throne to enter an anthill. 
He will enter your shadow.  It will not taint Him.   He has done it before.

His holiness is not fragile.

Touch His skin, put your hand to His side. 
He has kept His scars when He did not have to.
Take to Him your pain
and watch it overwhelmed,
burned away by the joy He takes in loving you.

In the end, when your life is of a different sort,
your first and human flesh will be dust. 
And of your grief? 
Not one grain of ash will remain

ND Wilson - Notes from the Tilt-a-Whirl

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