My Rescue

Lord, for your love,
I will joyfully extend,
a thousand acts of love,
in song,
in prayer,
and through the littlest,
hopefully invisible,
acts of kindness.

You have gently,
ever so patiently,
tuned me around,
and convinced me,
to never run away from Mercy.

No longer,
will my judgment,
shadow upon another,
and abuse Your life-giving Light.
Gone are the days of deluded coronas,
pious halos seen by the needful,
eclipsing the glare of the sun.

Now everything I see,
churning within Your splendid creation,
is at one with me.
I am whole,
quickened by Your touch,
instantly,
and deeply realizing,
This Holy One You sent,
Who plunged into my baptism,
my legacy of torrents,
frothing in unmoored bias,
opposing me to Image-bearers,
pulled me away,
from a life of pitiful explanations
Within these murky waters,
that merciful glow,
emanating,
from the pierced hand You sent,
in gratitude I grasped,
and despite the pull and push of slippery currents,
that gentle,
yet powerful hand of rescue,
has never let me go.

For it is He,
the ineffable Truth,
allows me to squeeze into my palm,
not by reason,
but by an alien peace,
known only by my heart,
yet, unknown, to the world I see.

I am ever grateful,
moment-by-moment surprised,
beholden to debt,
in love,
madly betrothed,
naked and unashamed,
willing to communicate,
the majestic finery,
and the abundant life,
availing in the Kingdom,
before my eyes.
Be it friend or foe,
family or stranger,
I extend my hand,
my heart,
my hope in Your faithfulness,
to draw them near,
expressing out stale airs of judgment,
so that only love remains.

O Blood and Water,
which gushed from the heart of Jesus,
as a font of mercy for us,
I trust in You!

by Chris Clody
5/18/21