Friday, March 25, 2005
Settling Scores
(A poem from my former personal tutor from theological college. Far more eloquent than I could manage for Good Friday)
(C) David Grieve 2005 ¶ 4:29 pm
It was a dayfor getting things backon an even keel.An incompetent impostor hauledon to the naked shame and tortureof a pagan cross,his body racked into incontinence,utterly debasedin the breaking away of his life’s blood and waste.How wrong they had been,the palm waving crowd,to award such premature Hosannasto a fool on a foal!How good it must feelto gain sweet revenge,to manipulate Romeinto doing their dirty work for them!Yet who was the greater fool that day,Jesus, Pilate, Caiaphas, the crowdor even smug Satan?Love’s ambitions, fulfilled.Love outpoured, not outwitted.Life itself destroyed, not defeated.Scores settled, things back on an even keel.
(C) David Grieve 2005 ¶ 4:29 pm
