When it was time for the Christ
(so wholly human) to battle
his way out of God-forsaken hell back
to sunshine-blue middle earth, did Archangel
Michael lower Jacob’s ladder from somewhere
beneath David’s star that shone so brightly
just thirty-three years before?
As the Good Shepherd
(who calls his sheep by name) climbed
with labored determination through layers of man-made
darkness, were the rungs of that splintered ladder
so slippery with blood that he had to cling
with both shredded hands whenever one aching
foot missed its mark?
When it was time for Jesus
(So Wholly Divine) to come out
of his borrowed tomb, did he get up from
that cold slab and fold his linen shroud
neatly, precisely the way his mother Mary
taught him, leaving it ready for the next
visitor who would happen by?
As the Logos
(who is and was and will be) pushed
and shoved the stone until it finally rolled
away, did he have to put his raw
carpenter’s back into it so he could step
out into birdsong morning and wait
for us to remember the plan?
Wonderful Counselor,
Mighty God,
Everlasting Father,
Prince of Peace,
Immanuel
(which means God with us),
welcome back to our lives.
A passionate reader, I began writing as a young girl. After graduating from college, I became a teacher. Over the course of my career, I taught high schoolers, college undergraduates, and public school teachers how to write personal narratives, expository and persuasive essays, as well as poetry and short fiction. I continued to write: publishing professional articles, two textbooks, short stories, and poetry. In 2013, I won first place in Romantic Suspense in the ACFW Genesis Contest.
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