By the mystery of grace,
the imperishable power of love,
death rolls over in its grave,
sighs,
and lets go.
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No one could hold onto Jesus—
the soldiers at the tomb,
Mary in the garden,
the disciples at Emmaus.
Every time he slips through our fingers
and into our hearts.
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Resurrection is such a mystery;
it’s hard to grasp
letting go,
being held.
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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
www.unfoldinglight.net
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