James Tipp Poems
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What's In A Name?
The name is everything so thought the ancient world
Your naming gave you ambition or gave thanks for your existence
Knowing a name meant power and bought fear because of knowledge
So 'I am' was ambiguous and intimidating all in one announcement
So they called you El, Jehovah, to give substance to the ambiguity.
The world turned and in its turning man found a use for Jehovah
The vengeful god, the storm god who hurled his punishment down
Casting man into an abyss of fire and brimstone a god to be feared
So that the powerful could control the ignorant keep them in ...
The world wakes up to the sound of bird song
The day is as ever nothing has changed
But for the people of ‘The Way’ life has darkened
They look back down the ages to a single point
A cross on a hill raised high with bloody corpses
To explain the now they look back to the then
But they need to move from the past to the now.
We need to relish the resurrection and its meaning
Realise that he is the one who is present now