Gloryteller

I took a step toward the Unknown . . .

I took a small, doubtful,
Hesitant step,
Up the road,
Away from my deficient self,
In the general direction of Almighty Father God,
And He came running out of eternity,
His unfathomable eyes focused on me,
Out of the farthest reaches of Creation,
As though He had nothing better to do . . .
As though I were important . . .
Rushing from His house across vast ages,
Just to meet me.

His Son was a distance behind Him,
Having farther to go,
Long, hard, painful roads,
Over deadly mountains,
Across rivers, swift and deep,
To a cross,
And back . . .
Prince of Peace in worn, dusty sandals,
displaying a radiant smile;
The embodiment of Family.

Wreathed in auroras,
And looking like Home,
The Father cupped my weathered cheek,
Kissed my head,
Gathered me to Himself,
{“We’ve waited so long!”}
While the Son caught up . . .
Caught me up! 
 Embraced me enthusiastically,
Despite my characteristic dishonoring ways,
My thoughtless selfishness,
My disobedient sarcasm,
My rebellious disrespect.

Wearing broad grins fired by inner love,
They clasped my shoulders in gracious greeting;
my hands in mercy-filled welcome.
Clothed me in finery.
Gave me precious gifts,
Whisked me to the house I had abandoned long ago.
Not angry.
Loving.
Full of grace and forgiveness,
And celebration!

(Continued, next post – Part III)
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