Broken
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 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
Chris Matthews
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