Christ – Page 4 – Generous Wisdom

The Lord’s Joy

The Lord’s joy
beats like hearts,
opens like clouds,
rises like suns,
waits to be found.

Roll away my stone,
its name is doubt.

Roll away my stone,
its name is insecurity.

Roll away my stone,
its name is pride.

Roll away my stone,
its name is fear.

Roll away my stone,
my name is faith.

Roll away my stone,
my name is surety.

Roll away my stone,
my name is humility.

Roll away my stone,
your name is fearless.

After an Easter vigil’s consecration
dawn cracks with such rotten angst
I’m left with nothing
but belief.