[Knitting A Conundrum]

How hard that final rise was,
Step by step up the hill,
how hard you had to cling to life,
how hard you had to cling to consciousness,
hard hard each breath,
each jarring step.
Even with Simeon carrying your cross,
the ground came swoop up,
and you tasted the dust,
felt the pavement one last time,
falling one last time
to panic the centurion
into thinking you would die
before they could kill you..

Only your burning love
burning like an eternal flame
echoing down the ages
stood you up that last time,
pushing away
the effects of shock,
and dehydration
and beating,
to crest the hill
for your final glorification.

[Knitting A Conundrum]

He [Jesus Christ] is the living one. He is the victor over sin and death. He is not one who ascended into heaven in order to disappear from world history as if He had never been in it. He ascended to heaven after He had descended into the last depths of sin, death, and the lost world, and came out of this abyss, which contains everything, alive. --FATHER KARL RAHNER, S. J., theologian

[Alamo-Girl]

Praise God!