The Sun Also Rises

On By dorahakIn Poems

The sun also rises through tears
Within the thin membrane of earth’s fragile shell
– cracked and broken on a starless floor,
its golden yolk spilt, like a fallen yellow ribbon,
A paradise lost within school doors
And hospital wards – its shame a cross
Of wood where guiltless flesh hangs
Abandoned by God, cursed by men.

Oh God who is God, O Man who is Man,
The Holy One incarnate, Savior and King,
Abandon us not who abandoned You
In the hour of our need to serve other masters!

But as the sun also rises upon the good and the evil
So rise in our hearts, Son of God, as You rose
From the grave and the depths of hell
To wipe away our tears, to give us Your life
And restore lost joy, lost hope, by that Love
Which is stronger than our oft-tested faith,
Stronger than death.

Romans 5: 6-11
For while we were still weak, at the right time Christ died for the ungodly. For one will scarcely die for a righteous person–though perhaps for a good person one would dare even to die– but God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us. Since, therefore, we have now been justified by his blood, much more shall we be saved by him from the wrath of God. For if while we were enemies we were reconciled to God by the death of his Son, much more, now that we are reconciled, shall we be saved by his life. More than that, we also rejoice in God through our Lord Jesus Christ, through whom we have now received reconciliation.

20 thoughts on “The Sun Also Rises”

  4. Praising the risen Son with You! Praise God there will be a day when the sun will be no more as we will be with the Son who is the Light Himself. So very, very thankful for you and your love for Christ! So thankful for how God has gifted you with words!

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  8. This is a marvelous passage. You capture the pain, our pain, He was bearing along with His own physical suffering. We tend to focus on the physical aspects of His crucifixion, but Jesus was not merely bearing his own weight on the nails that pierced him, but the endlessly multiplied weight of sin and its consequence that we allow. And yet, rising as the sun, joyful release, even the ultimate freedom!

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