You spoke in times past through the fathers.
You gasped newborn breath --
cried at the pain of using lungs --
...through a baby boy.
You learned to roll over,
learned to crawl,
learned to walk --
tiny toes roughening with every step
...through a toddler.
who taught You to walk?
on water and into sickrooms,
beside funeral pyres and through deserts --
You stank of everything that soils a human's flesh
because You walked
...through a man.
and yet You changed everything:
water into meeting-ground,
sickrooms into holy ground.
funeral pyres emptied, deserts filled --
even human flesh is now different.
because of You,
i have met You in Your Word,
in Your world,
in Your people --
You have begun the change in me --
how i long to meet You
face to face.
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