"In the beginning was the Word..."
The voice of the Creator
awakened the universe into being,
a Word spoken out of nothing that
echoes in eternity.
A sound that collapses time and place
and brings forth the Word to echo
infinitely through all the ages.
The Word chose to dwell among us
in the form of a vulnerable human being,
who was flesh and blood like me.
You and I share the imago dei, and
like the Word made flesh can yearn
for unity with the Creator.
The Word echoes in our flesh,
and reverberates through our hearts.
We encounter the Word knocking at our door,
when we welcome the stranger.
May the sound of love echo through my soul into yours.
May these words speak life into mine and to yours till
the sound vibrates into a we.
No longer separate and alone, but home.
Jun 3, 2014
Jun 3, 2014 at 4:29 PM UTC
"In the beginning was the Word..."
The voice of the Creator
awakened the universe into being,
a Word spoken out of nothing that
echoes in eternity.
A sound that collapses time and place
and brings forth the Word to echo
infinitely through all the ages.
The Word chose to dwell among us
in the form of a vulnerable human being,
who was flesh and blood like me.
You and I share the imago dei, and
like the Word made flesh can yearn
for unity with the Creator.
The Word echoes in our flesh,
and reverberates through our hearts.
We encounter the Word knocking at our door,
when we welcome the stranger.
May the sound of love echo through my soul into yours.
May these words speak life into mine and to yours till
the sound vibrates into a we.
No longer separate and alone, but home.
