He was supreme in the beginning and—leading the resurrection parade—he is supreme in the end. From beginning to end he’s there, towering far above everything, everyone. So spacious is he, so roomy, that everything of God finds its proper place in him without crowding. Not only that, but all the broken and dislocated pieces of the universe—people and things, animals and atoms—get properly fixed and fit together in vibrant harmonies, all because of his death, his blood that poured down from the cross. 


Colossians 1:18-20 (The Message)



Because he is


The dislocated

And discarded debris

Of brokenness

Will be mended


The unyielding

Brittle dreams

Of once treasured wonder

Will yet enthral


The displaced

And dispossessed

The destitute and the deserted

Will be welcomed


The barren landscape

Sown with blood

And mined with hatred

Will bloom once more


All that is cracked

Crushed and crippled

Distorted, damaged and distressed

Will dance again


Because he is


written by Chris Matthews


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