Poem for April 11, 2020

With This Ring

The void, consuming, ever with no form, spewed life at Your command.
Grand in splendor, endless variations, comic, fierce, and timid,
Giving life and color over all the earth and sky, beast and leaf.
And he mirroring your image, over all, breathed you life to Man.

By greed o’ertaken, devoured he the fruit forbidden!
Grasping firmly that for which he craved! But, oh, the price!
Naked, shamed, in hiding, still you sought his presence,
Betrayed by him so deeply loved, the chasm he created.

His sin entered your garden, to your dread,
So from your presence, exiled, Adam fled.

From your seed all nations will be blessed, and by your wife.
A people of my own deliverance and calling shall be brought forth.
With faith and ram I call you and yours to be mine
So all will look to me for their soul’s sake.

From slavery to freedom have I led you as I promised,
Despite your faithlessness and cowardice, your sin.
My promise shall deliver you to the land I have prepared,
Not by your deeds, but to my glory, enter in.

“For sin’s atonement, blood must now be shed!
By sacrifice, forbearance”, God has said.

Promised e’er the world, delivered as the hearts prepared
To receive him who would be their guide and redeemer.
Yet those to whom he was promised cast him out, despising
His message: redemption, hope, a life renewed.

Arrested, tried, convicted, brutalized, beaten, shamed
Was God’s own presence, by those he came to save.
Betrayed by them so deeply loved, the chasm to abate,
He suffered, willing to be lifted up, for our eternal bliss.

To us, the thorny crown drawn bleeding red,
God did proclaim, “With this ring, I thee wed!”

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