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photo : terryq
I have made a small hole in my wall
to look through at the Easter night sky.
Strange things will happen they tell us.
In the ordinary day-to-day life
most of us eke our way through ,
any unusual and strange thing
is a welcome distraction.
Sometimes one has to prepare oneself
so that one is present there
when these strange things happen.
So I made this small hole in my wall.
It isn’t a hole in the brick of the walls
that my room is made up of.
It is a hole in the other kinds of non-brick walls
that sometimes I build up around myself
to keep me from seeing things the way they might be.
A hole in the walls that I build up
to prevent other beautiful things
from reaching in to me.
These are the walls that cannot be seen easily.
These are the unrealized walls
that it is more difficult to make holes in.
But I have done it tonight.
And it is through this hole in the wall
that I will allow myself
to look out this Easter night.
And I see beyond the smog and dust and fumes,
the beautiful night sky
illumined by the radiance of a promise.
Every star carries with it part of that promise.
A promise that things need never be the same again.
And the sky may be seen blue
even in the pitchest of pitch black nights.
Night blue skies and brightly beaming stars.
And the promise that we will live forever.
Despite the rottenness around and the stench of death.
Despite the seeming noonday darkness.
Despite our own failings and reluctance to be saved.
Despite the unresisted preference for things that destroy us.
He reaches out from beyond the night blue skies
and the splendour of the stars
with his flourish of grace and promise.
He has conquered death once and for all.
For Himself.
For us.
With Him we have become immortal.
With him we have risen from the grave forever…..
ALLELUIA!!
A Happy Easter to you!
A Holy Easter to you! |
terryq: april, 2001 |
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