If you ever see a great work of God,
something joyous,
alive and real
something of Christ,
something that is Christ,
something enduring,
then you may be certain of one thing:
some lonely saint
silent, alone
went to the cross,
suffered, died
and fell into the earth.
And for what did that someone die?
For that lovely harvest,
that work of God
which now you see
and declare to be so beautiful.
There must be another day,
and another body of believers.
A day when someone else
must fall into the earth
and die.
And that someone may be you.
From “Celtic Daily Prayer“ (c) 2000 The Northumbria Community Trust. Compiled by Andy Raine.