This day I wait uneasy.
I am suspended between the fierceness of Good
Friday and the glory of Resurrection Sunday.
Uncomfortable
Expectant
Still shaking from the “Goodness” of yesterday, I am forced to
linger here.
Between the echoes of pounding nails and the shouts of an
empty tomb,
Between the power and the promise,
I wait.
Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world
Have mercy on me
© A Sacred Longing 2009-2012
Uncomfortable, uneasy, in between. Yes. Right there with you.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, moving words. Waiting in quiet.
ReplyDeleteExpectant with you today in the wait. Nice to meet you through Still Saturday.
ReplyDelete... but on Sunday.... that glorious Sunday... they rejoiced!
ReplyDeleteAmen. So much to celebrate and so much to remember...
ReplyDeleteVisiting from Still Saturday :)