Phyllis Beveridge Nissila

The path of the righteous is like the morning sun, shining ever brighter till the full light of day. (Proverbs 4:18)

It wasn’t nails that kept Jesus on the cross; it was love.

After the Resurrection

Though evil howls

in putrid throngs

like clanging cymbals,

noisome gongs; 

though it hides,

obscures its blight,

it but intensifies

the light.

Though it wantonly 

enslaves,

freedom, higher,

lights the way. 

Though they close their eyes

to see,

truth pulses on

 to ‘ternity.

~~~~~

Image of empty cross, open tomb, source.