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Imagine | Seminary Student Blogger

April 29, 2014

Kate Hightower

No light have I alone
It’s darkness that I tread
No hope to ever change that
Now that my Christ is dead.

For everyone heard the stories

Isaiah was never wrong
He told us that he’d suffer
He didn’t say how long.

But death has overcome him
I watched him breathe his last
And down came a thunderous storm of sorts—
Earth’s grief that He had passed.


Imagine our tear-streaked faces
Imagine how we fell-the-floor
When we lifted our eyes to see
Him simply cross through the door

The holes were in his hands
The edges even scabbed!
He didn’t have long to stay
But He told us of His plans

It was after that heaven took Him
The mission was complete
His instructions to us were simple
Tell everyone you meet.

We couldn’t help but tell them
Of wonders did this story tell
Of the Death-Master, Messiah-Jesus
Who for Love through darkness fell. 

Kate Hightower is writing to you from the middle of her Master of Divinity and Master of Arts in Christian Thought pursuit at Gordon-Conwell—Jacksonville, where she is also a Byington Scholar. She’s an avid Bob Dylan fan, and can always be counted upon for decadent French cooking. And she’s madly in love with her giant, brilliant golden retriever, Stella.

 

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