A Quiet God with Loud People

Christ sacrificed

skin,

speech,

defense,

and life —

it is,

perhaps,

the least we can do

to sacrifice

our impulse

to dominate

in argument

and put

in its place

prayer.

Easter

On a day

celebrating second life,

I am thankful

for the rebirth

in Christ,

that, against all odds,

my leaves again

turn green.

Barabbas

I cannot

help

but to admit

that I am

Barabbas,

released

to an undeserved

freedom

at the Name of Jesus.

On Sacrifice

During those moments

of fleeting humanity,

I reject painful sacrifice,

but then I recall the truth:

it is my highest honor

to do something,

for my God,

that hurts.

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