Here’s
a prayer reflection on the implications of the resurrections. It was written by Gerard Kelly in “Spoken Worship,”
and posted on Third Space.
Because He is Risen
Because
He is risen
Spring
is possible
In
all the cold hard places
Gripped
by winter
And
freedom jumps the queue
To
take fear’s place as our focus
Because
He is risen
Because
He is risen
My
future is an epic novel
Where
once it was a mere short story
My
contract on life is renewed in perpetuity
My
options are open-ended
My
travel plans are cosmic
Because
He is risen
Because
He is risen
Healing
is on order and assured
And
every disability will bow
Before
the endless dance of his ability
And
my grave too will open
When
my life is restored
For
this frail and fragile body
Will
not be the final word on my condition
Because
He is risen
Because
He is risen
Hunger
will go begging in the streets
For
want of a home
And
selfishness will have a shortened shelf-life
And
we will throng to the funeral of famine
And
dance on the callous grave of war
And
poverty will be history
In
our history
Because
He is risen
And
because He is risen
A
fire burns in my bones
And
my eyes see possibilities
And
my heart hears hope
Like
a whisper on the wind
And
the song that rises in me
Will
not be silenced
As
life disrupts
This
shadowed place of death
Like
a butterfly under the skin
And
death itself
Runs
terrified to hide
Because
He is risen
