A promising Cathedral could never save this grieving lost soul
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From Luke’s Journal May 2025 | Vol. 30 No. 1 | MIMBY

A promising Cathedral could never
Save this grieving lost soul –
No shining Vatican empire nor
High-octane modern shall rescue us.
No therapy brings deepest heart healing.
We know our shame, we know our fear,
We know the darkness which leaves us reeling.
Only Jesus saves you & I
From a broken, fractured world
From the spell of religion
And from ourselves;
He died without telling one lie.
Patiently does He wait
To catch us in our great falling
At our desperate, despairing end.
Only Jesus lovingly restores our soul.
Son of Man, Son of God
Redeeming hound of heaven,
Everlasting wounded healer,
The only one who understands.
He is the One who binds our wounds
From our failings, from all those
Who failed us.
He saves us from the bitter gall,
Forgiving every sin,
Healing our humiliation ~
When we heard the whispering call.
Jesus our merciful saviour,
Darkness-bearer, Light-giver
And our most gracious
Eternal friend.
The one who shall never
Abandon us on that last night,
When we are full of days &
Are coming to our end.

Anonymous
Anonymous has a deep understanding of grief, suffering, and faith – and their complex entanglements. His poetry and prose provide both insight and comfort to those who wrestle with the brokenness of the world and the way it wounds us.

