You stand in the dark sanctuary,
gazing towards the door, focused
not on the dark halls,
but on the baptistery,
white marble and glistening
with promise and hope, lit
by a gentle sun that believes
in the promise of our wholeness,
we are more than our sin,
more than our failures,
much more than we are allowed to believe, for
we are loved tenderly,
made to sparkle
in our father's light.
The part of Psalm 103 that inspired this poem reads:
....The Lord is compassionate and gracious,
slow to anger, abounding in love.
He will not always accuse
nor will he harbor his anger forever,
He does not treat us as our sins deserve,
or repay us according to our iniquities,
for as high as the heavens are above the earth,
so great is his love.....
The picture was taken in Venice. You can click on it for a larger version.