two cracked pots bare bellies having a yarn one whines about how he never gets mended one whinges about his sorrow of being forgotten
the arvo sun is scotching their spilled soil one is watching his fracture snapping further one is shedding his tears in vain
two buttocks looking dark clouds squeezing out some rain then the thunder shouts ‘Get your head out of your ass mate!’
two cracked pot bare bellies paying attention one says ‘Righto! There is rain there is growth. Who gives a toss about my broken frame.’ one yells ‘No dramas! I was never your league anyway. Shove your snob up your backside!’
two months gone by two cracked pots cheering each other one tells of how his brokenness turns into art one praises the contentment of thriving
the moral of the story you know what I mean Valvoline
we are walking cripple to search one another you cup your heart in your palms I draw a curtain to my void your core sings out to mine I peep through the drape
I feel the tingling on my lips on a sleepless night your burning words restrain stirring my soul to restlessness let the cool pale moonlight tame the hunger let the waves staggering to ease the longing
I sleep with my right hand holding my left my hands become yours I wake up with your warmth lingering my breath what better way to greet a new day My Love
Easter is one of those catch 22 scenarios. People around the world worshiping God and Jesus while some are down the ditch of darkness.
I am referring to the power of Good and Evil, Light and Dark, Jesus and the Devil. When the Good is so apparent Evil is doing its best to stay afloat. When the Light is so bright Dark is seeping through. When Jesus is the focus Devil is equally active in the spotlight.
The term ‘catch 22’ gained currency as the title of a 1961 war novel by Joseph Heller, who referred to an Air Force rule whereby a pilot continuing to fly combat missions without asking for relief is regarded as insane, but is considered sane enough to continue flying if he does make such a request.
Throughout and post Easter period this year, more than usual, I have received unfavourable news about friends and clients who are struggling with taking their own lives. Thankfully they reached out calling for help which gave me opportunity to support them hence they lived with their own will and intervention.
This makes me wonder about the futile effort the Devil attempts. Is he sane or insane knowing he will not and cannot win this battle because of Jesus’ atonement on the cross and yet he goes to battle in full force?
Easter celebration is about the atonement of Christ died on the cross and rose again to fulfil the prophecy and conquer death. The divine exchange took place on the cross:
Jesus was punished that we might be forgiven; Jesus was wounded that we might be healed; Jesus was made sin with our sinfulness, that we might be made righteous with His righteousness; Jesus tasted death for us that we might share His life; Jesus was made a curse that we might receive the blessing; Jesus endured our poverty that we might share His abundance; Jesus bore our shame that we might share His glory; Jesus endured my rejection that I might have His acceptance with the Father; He was cut off that we might be joined to the Lord; Our Old Man was put to death in Him that the New Man might come to life in us.
Call it power balance, two sides of a coin, Yin and Yang, opposite attraction, walking contradiction, call it whatever tickles your fancy, it is actually our choice and our choice only that saves our lives. Jesus has done it for all of us on the cross. It is only our own free will determines the course of our lives and future.