Thursday, July 22, 2010
We suffer because we know there is something better
I remember a mountain climb
in hail, we were thirsty, one of us wounded
In selfishness I had bounded ahead,
I left the wounded behind...
But, you Rachel, stayed with our wounded friend
You, wrapped with two heavy packs on the front and back
But when I and another reached the top and found we couldn't leave
When rain started falling, hail so thick we couldn't see
You climbing up
I feared then. I feared for your life.
After ten miles of hellish heat, we started back down again to find you
the flash flooding could have killed us
the lightning could have killed us
the hail should have killed us
but we pressed though
Now, what can be said.
What an adventure, none dead.
But, I cannot fathom the story with another ending.
Just as He went
up that hill for us
suffering and death could not have been on his mind
He suffered because He knew there was something better
Right, the sun refused to shine
Wicked beings killing our Maker?
Do you suppose there was some earth quaker?
Or did she shake with fury at injustice?
I imagine the sun said, "I can't watch this..."
I imagine the earth tried to do what He wouldn't permit.
He held the earth still, called no angels to His will.
He drank suffering and with passion said, forgive them.
Can we pray that prayer?
"We must focus on Jesus, the source and goal of our faith. He saw the joy ahead of him, so he endured death on the cross and ignored the disgrace it brought him. Then he received the highest position in heaven, the one next to the throne of God."
(Remembering http://vimeo.com/12932299 P4CM Movement...www.p4cm.com)