Covenant: unequal partners.
We do not come as
equal partners
to this commune
of peace,
this axis of
eternity,
as year and life
turn again.
Neither do we
come
clothed in the
chains and shame
of the vanquished
or enslaved,
for we were not
commanded here.
The might and
power of Him who created
all from nothing,
universes from
void,
does not demand
our presence.
We are drawn here
by a Father’s love,
by the breath of
life spoken into dust.
We are invited
here by a brother’s sacrifice
when all else had
fallen upon closed souls.
Pain-filled sin
is healed herein
by comforter and
friend;
the only scar
left in the passing -
a signature on
the outstretched hand
of God.
This pact of
peace,
this restoring
act of covenant,
this indelible
love
written on the fragile
parchment
of fallible
hearts,
is the autograph
of Spirit.
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