A Ransom’s Journey

“Amen, amen, I say to you, unless the grain of wheat falling into the ground die, Itself remaineth alone. But if it die it bringeth forth much fruit.”
John 12:24-25 (Douay-Rheims Bible)

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A Ransom’s Journey

Our ransom fills a treasured womb,
Forming flesh to bear a cross,
Born to only die too soon,
Love lies down for another’s cost,
Knowing life is gained when freely lost.

Surely as the seed must first die,
Its shell splits as life opens,
Casting its old robe aside,
Nurtured in soil hope has chosen,
Roots drink deep – the sprout feeds to swollen.

The buried wonder reveals its green,
Pushing past ground finding sun,
Baptized by rain pure and clean,
Its stem grows thick and leaves rotund,
Fed by roots searching the soil it plumbs.

Years pass by, stem hardens to wood,
Wide leaves shade through summer heat,
Berries from blossoms make good,
Feeding the birds resting to eat,
Spreading seeds as this cycle repeats.

Awakened by an axe that falls,
Knowing that this day would come,
Crashing to ground; trimmed and hauled,
Dragged amid cries – shouldered by One,
To lovingly hold this innocent ransom.

“And I, if I be lifted up from the earth, will draw all things to myself.”
John 12:32 (Douay-Rheims Bible)

By Chris Clody
4/18/2020

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