Holy Cross

Holy Cross

O Jesus, light of the world, why were you born,and why did you die in such obscurity?

Bethlehem was hardly a shining place, the stable hardly a burning stand for Light come into the world.

Was not Calvary too an ending place for life and light;
And would not a cross in the afternoon sky, turn all eyes away?

Blind man, did your eyes turn away too?

Or were you so accustomed to the dark as to see what others could not see?

For once, it was not long ago, Someone seeing you all in darkness touched your eyes and told you to wash until you saw God’s glory shining through your beggar’s clothes.

And you believed, no one could stop you, or explain it all away, you believed.