The Ultimate Metaphor. - Poem by Marshall Gass
No rocks or boulders nails or spears
Romans hidden behind plumes and fears
of reprisal. No high priests or Jews or gentiles
could hold back the history of the Written Word
spoken through the megaphone of time
Nothing holds back body and spirit from rising
to believe. Faith
Even as the witnesses stood at the threshold
the earth opened to the sky's arms
and He transcended physically
in an eternity of being.
Did He rise from the dead? He 'was' always.
Just as we who die from the moment born
he too was born and died forever
in the crucible of time. Believe.
Yes, of course in the atom of the minds
eye, boulders and bricks only hold
words and visuals which explain as best they could
what permanence means.
God needs no explanation
The Resurrection is the core of the Christian faith. Without the belief in the Resurrection the entire belief system of a third of the world would fall into pieces. That belief has been held for two millennia and long before the Word was encased in meaningful dialogue. That wont change. Belief in resurrection existed long before the Crucifixion and Rising from the dead and never embodied in the richness it deserved except in the Christian faith.
The Resurrection is the greatest metaphor for all believers in eternal life.
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