Day Twenty Nine – The Third Note (continued)
When nagging pain grips fast with iron claws
or heavy grief drains hope of future joy,
it’s nigh impossible to smile and pause
and thank God for the blessings of the day.
Yet we are one with Christ, who on the Tree
said, ‘Son, behold your mother, woman, your son,’
promised, ‘You’ll be in Paradise with me,’
and prayed, ‘Forgive the sins unknowing done.’
His peace is not the World’s peace, fragile, brief –
his joy runs deep, transcending agony.
His care for Mary, John, soldiers and thief,
the ‘Yes,’ he wept in dark Gethsemane,
are strength in weakness, faith to persevere,
true hope, the perfect love that casts out fear.
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