CHRIST IN WINTER: Reflections on Faith & Life for the Years of Winter
BETRAYING BETRAYAL [An entry in my poetry journal] [M, 7-26-21]
In a world and life
Of betrayals
Long lived and short
The ultimate betrayal
Of life
Is death
Which is why Christ
Died to vanquish Sin
Not those little daily
Sins of betrayal
That we foist and joust
Upon one another
Anger and greed and lust
Always original, always
mundane
Nothing takes those away
But the Sin that betrays
Us into death while living
Now that I am old enough
To know betrayal’s true
Length and breadth
When my legs and eyes
Hands and yes, especially,
Memory
When these betray me
I know that my Sin is gone
That Christ was born
To betray betrayal
For Christ died
Not in my place
As the theologians claim
Too much learning for
their own good
Their own little legalisms
Betraying their own hopes
But to keep the way open
Into Life
To stand at the door
Of eternity
To suffer himself
For God
As well as you and me
To bring us together
To take on even death
That ultimate betrayer
Of life
The only way
To roll away
The stone of betrayal
John Robert McFarland
“Being good is better than
being bad, but being Christian is about the transformation of the will, not the
execution of the will.” Marcus Borg
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