The Serpent of Bronze
There is no such thing as a love that does not hurt.
There is no such miracle as healing that excludes the cross.
There is no wiping away of tears without tears.
Like the anesthetization of the world…
like the turning away from the weary…
like the pernicious lie that doubts any Truth…
antichrist bears no wounds in light of day
while Christ receives all wounds willingly,
embracing them and bearing them up to Glory
where hurt stokes Love’s rising flames
where the Cross heals all infirmity
where His kiss wipes away every tear.