The Light That Sweeps Over The Garden
Wilderness and desert will sing joyously, the badlands will celebrate and flower—Like the crocus in spring, bursting into blossom, a symphony of song and color. —Isaiah 35.1-2
A sound behind her stirs
A scatter of bright birdsong through the air.
She turns, but cannot focus through her tears,
Or recognize the Gardener standing there.
She hardly hears his gentle question, “Why,
Why are you weeping?” or sees the play of light
That brightens as she chokes out her reply,
“They took my love away, my day is night.”
And then she hears her name, she hears Love say
The Word that turns her night, and ours, to Day.
—Malcolm Guite, from his book Sounding the Seasons
I wanna testify
Scream in the holy light
You bring me back to life
And it’s all in the name of love
—Martin Garrix & Bebe Rexha, In the Name of Love
His life is the light that shines through the darkness—and the darkness can never extinguish it. —John 1.5
We crucified Love.
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