Poem: Jesus the Mediator (May – June 1996)
by Ken Cameron
May – June, 1996
Sometimes, somehow,
My guilt and sin—
My own Eden-forged wall—
Creates a bridge to God.
A paradox, perhaps,
And yet, in truth,
Christ’s greatest gift.
For as I die
on a self-chosen cross;
As darkness falls
across the godless void;
As guilt and loneliness
engulf death’s precipice,
Christ is there.
And when I cry
“My God, Why
have you forsaken me?”
I cry with HIM.
And in our question
there is submission.
And in our protest
there is prayer.
Ken Cameron
