“So He May Run Who Reads It”: The Body’s Testament {Poetry, Meditation

19 May 2008

The Body’s Testament {Poetry, Meditation

Dying today, I find sleep in my chrysalis
Remembering, the words are all I’ll keep in this
Naked I came, naked I leave, but bless’d always
Many more days, and the final vision delays

I wait for life, here in cursèd soil, wrapped snuggly
Sans eyes, sans strength, not a thing to deliver me
Till the finishing stroke, till the earthy tomb breaks
When Christ’s light dawns, and my new flesh, in glory, wakes.

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With Pascal's Pensées and Calvin's commentary on Genesis floating around my desk, I have been enjoying meditations on the mystery of the gospel, the vastness and incomprehensibility of God, the horror and hope of this present age, and the need for grace beyond human reason for apprehending the truth about Christ and his creation. A lot has been confirmed to me recently in my meditations, and hopefully some of that will make its way into my writing here. I'm also writing an explicative paper on Descartes's "light of nature" from his Meditations; this, I expect, will only cause me to further my thoughts on the inanity of trying to prove God's existence and nature apart from revelation and the mediation of Christ.

Me, Briefly

Beyond any plans that I may make or aspirations I may express, my only set ambition is to pursue Christ. My hope for the future rests entirely in the Lord’s hands. Whatever befalls, even if all he has given previously be stripped away, he is able to pull me up from the pit, to deliver me from those who hate me, to shelter me as I walk in a foreign land. Whatever befalls, I await his return. I have heard and accepted the upward call for the outbound mission, and I will take the next step even if I cannot see the earth beneath my feet, for I expect that I should even walk on water when he beckons me out of the boat.

My liberal education is a gift from God, for God (cf. Mat. 25:14-30). My time spent in the Scriptures is training in righteousness (cf. 2Tim. 3:16). My writing is a witness (Re. 1:2,19). My mouth is a sharp sword (Is. 49:2). My meditation on the law is delight for my soul (cf. Ps. 1:2). My eyes follow the fire to the heart of heaven (cf. Deu. 4:11). My transgressions are removed as far away as the east is from the west (Ps. 103:12). My life is Christ (cf. Phili. 1:21, Ga. 2:20). I am not my own (1Cor. 6:19f.).

I struggle to articulate who I am without mentioning Christ. So be it. Glory to God.

“So He May Run Who Reads It”

19 May 2008

The Body’s Testament {Poetry, Meditation

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