Trapped, the water in front,
the army seeking vengeance
behind, the terror and fear
overwhelming until the man
lifts his staff.
The water, the sea in front,
suddenly divides and parts,
the seabed dries, allowing
the people and escape, and
freedom. The crossing
finishes as the pursuing army
follows, chariots thundering
through the divided waters,
thundering on dry land,
until the man lowers
his staff. The divided seas
converge. The pursuers
drown on what had been
dry land.
Photograph by Tim Marshall via Unsplash. Used with permission.
Some Sunday Readings
Act of seeing – poem by Joy Lenton at Poetry Joy.
Shades and Shadows of Sherwood – Joseph Pearce at The Imaginative Conservative.
In Our Chaotic Times, Some Atheists Are Rethinking Secularism – Carl Trueman at First Things Magazine.
There is Only One Great Book: The Bible – Samuel Klumpenhouwer at The Imaginative Conservative.
1 comment:
Such an amazing miracle - thanks be to God!
Blessings, Glynn!
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