Sunday, February 18, 2024

A sermon, a letter


After Hebrews 1:1-4
 

A sermon, a letter

spoken first, then

written, or written

first, then spoken.

How the word is

heard can change;

as with prophets

of old, followed

by silence, as if

the world is 

experiencing

a collective intake

of breath, a gasp,

at what comes,

the son and heir,

the radiance,

the glow of glory,

bearing the exact

imprint of his father,

holding up the universe.

The heir purifies, first,

then sits at the right

hand. The heir is 

the letter; the heir is

the sermon. 

 

Photograph by Matt Botsford via Unsplash. Used with permission.


Some Sunday Readings

 

‘Frozen for Stars’ and ‘A Hope Beyond the Moon Europa’ – poems by J.J. Brinski at Rabbit Room Poetry.

 

Christendom After Comcast – John Ehrett at Ad Fontes.

 

When the Walk Becomes a Crawl: One of the Most Hopeful Reminders I’ve Read about Sanctification – Justin Taylor.

 

The Neurodivergent Believer – Allyson Reid at Gospel-Centered Discipleship.

 

England’s Nazareth: Walsingham – Br. Louis Bethea at The Imaginative Conservative. 

1 comment:

  1. "A collective intake of breath . . ."
    Beautifully expressive poem, Glynn. Blessings!

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