Showing posts with label Romans 4:13-25. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Romans 4:13-25. Show all posts

Friday, May 1, 2020

The promise came


After Romans 4:13-25

The promise came,
not through law
or contract, but
through faith, and
the promise depended 
on faith, believing
what had been told,
what had been promised,
no matter how improbable
or ridiculous it sounded
(the wife didn’t laugh
for no reason).

From an old man
and an old woman,
a promise was fulfilled,
a temporal promise 
of the descent of kings,
a spiritual promise
of the descent of belief,
over time and geography
and eras and culture and
politics and incomes and
power, the promise
of descendants as
countless as grains 
of sand, molded and
melded into one family,
the family of Abraham.

Photograph by Tim Mossholder via Unsplash. Used with permission.

Sunday, April 26, 2020

Fleeting thoughts


After Romans 4:13-25

That promise to an old man,
what did he think? His wife
laughed a hollow sound,
because she knew better.
How does an old man
become a father
of many nations?
How does that happen?

He sat there. Overwhelmed.
The exact thing he wanted,
he hoped for, he prayed for,
the thing beyond his grasp,
the hope that could not be
fulfilled, was put before
him, a promise that all
common sense said was
not possible.

He could choose to laugh;
he could choose to shake
his head and move on
to his old man’s life and
death, but, instead, 
he chose to believe,
no matter how ridiculous
it sounded. He believed
the stranger, and it was
counted to him as
righteousness,
as faith.

Photograph by Donald Teel via Unsplash. Used with permission.