X MARKS THE SPOT

CHRIST IN WINTER: Reflections on Faith from a Place of Winter for the Years of Winter… ©

Finally, a Hymn that Begins With X

[I do meditations by starting with any letter of the alphabet and singing a hymn, what I can remember of it, that starts with that letter, and working all the way through the alphabet that way. I have never been able to find a hymn that begins with X, though, so I decided to write one. X, of course, is the Greek letter Chi, an ancient way of saying Christ. Feel free to sing it if you have a tune…]

[Refrain]

X marks the spot

of the greatest treasure yet,

buried ‘neath the sand of sin and pain.

X marks the spot

where the treasure was revealed,

where the tears of the sinners fell like rain.

[Verse 1]

God is Alpha and Omega,

X reveals the in-between,

the simple mark upon the page or soul.

God is the complex One in Three,

X is the Story heard,

the simple One that makes the broken whole.

[Refrain]

[Verse 2]

God is Awesome and Transcendent,

X walks with us all the way,

making holy every foot of land.

God is Creator and Provider,

X is a nail-pierced hand in mine,

the one who with me always takes his stand.

[Refrain]

[Verse3]

God is Sovereign of the Kingdom,

X is of a peasant born,

hallowing the body and the blood.

God is the mighty hand of judgment,

X is a shelter in the storm,

the one who pulls us from the ‘whelming flood.

[Refrain]

John Robert McFarland

jmcfarland1721@charter.net

The “place of winter” mentioned in the title line is Iron Mountain, in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula, where life is defined by winter even in the summer! [This phrase is explained in the post for March 20, 2014.]

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