Haiku for those
who seek
Some Greeks found
Philip,
knew he was a
follower,
asked to see Jesus.
Jesus met with them,
laid it out straight
and simple;
The seed has to die.
The seed has to die.
To be made fruitful
the grain of wheat
is buried
and dies to itself.
The same for us all;
if you want to save
your life,
you must give it up.
Become my servant.
You must follow
after me
to the hard places
My soul is troubled,
not looking forward
to it:
the coming hour.
Should I entreat God
to spare the pain
and dying?
No, it’s why I
came.
The voice from
heaven:
God’s name has
been glorified
and will be again.
As he is lifted
Jesus changes
ev’rything,
restores creation.
©
Ken Rookes 2018
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