Penultimate Breath

My friend,
Your passage in my life enlightened abandonment to God.
I knew intransitive abandonment, but remained unsatisfied like suspension points, like a question mark cast into the air, again and again, without ever encountering anything, an arrow tied to a rope that never stretches.

You, your voice in my ear, reminded me of the center.
While I questionned phenomena.

God also throws His line, and I can grab it, He hooks me without fail,
I can pull the cable, ask to be hauled out of water.

You reminded me of what I knew.
What I had known and forgotten.

The fervor of grace, the light, the joy of God,
Brought out the shadowy hollows and tired eyes
of the one who tries without God…and swims breathlessly,

On the penultimate breath,
God saves man,

God saves,
Yeshua.



©FJ Feb 2024
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