Eternity

When we can connect,

even if it's just a distant,

gentle breeze blowing across

an ashed-over coal

we believed to be ice cold,

and see a brief glimmer

and maybe a wisp of smoke,

how can we not believe

that there is a God nearby

and within who whispers

hope into every heart?

The pain that such circumstances create,

when we hear and feel

that the whisper was unheard

for so long that life lost all meaning,

slams us into the brick wall of finitude.

Here, our hope lies in a theology

that reaches beyond the nick of time,

extending grace across eternity

in all directions.

THIS is the God of whom

I speak and write

and for whom I live and love.

 

Seattle, WA

© 2014 Todd Jenkins