Poem of the Day: Cross
“And when the people complained, it displeased the Lord… We remember the fish, which we did eat in Egypt freely; the cucumbers, and the melons, and the leeks, and the onions, and the garlic…”
It is a trick of the devil to make the Christian feel, in days of hard trial, that it was somehow better in previous times when they were without Christ, being alienated from the promises of God. Let us always look at our former existence in the light of the cross, by which the world is crucified to us, and we to the world (Galatians 6:14).
I remember the smiley faces at the end of your text messages,
“I can’t wait to see you ; )”
I remember how you made the fluttering in my belly to cease,
your presence was peace, I remember.
I remember a symphony of pleasures,
I remember the cross.
I remember your face. The foam at the mouth, the tears.
“I can’t stand to see you.”
I remember the wasps in my gut, or were they bees?
your distance meant sleep, I remember.
I remember a litany of pangs,
I remember our forevers being only todays.