Continuum

By Jane Blanchard

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The Spirit moved across the Earth,
And what was made was given worth;
Since man and woman chose to sin,
Their children must be born again.

So those enslaved could be set free,
There was a parting of the Sea;
And still they wandered through the sand
Until they reached the Promised Land.

Yet sadly predisposed to err,
They proved unfaithful anywhere;
The Son who would deliver them
At last was born in Bethlehem.

This Savior showed them how to love,
Thus how to serve the One above;
He made the Father pleased and proud,
So said the Spirit to the crowd.

Christ, knowing why he had been sent,
Proved perfectly obedient;
When prayer did not spare him the cup,
The cross indeed was lifted up.

Within the tomb he would not stay
So followers could learn the way;
Once he ascended, they felt lost
Until the gift of Pentecost.

Let all of us each day embrace
A life of goodness, peace, and grace;
Redeemed, baptized, sustained, inspired,
We have what Eden’s own desired.

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A native Virginian, Jane Blanchard lives and writes in Georgia, USA.

'Continuum' was first published in Intégrité. It has been republished here with the author's permission. 

Jane's other work on Foreshadow:
Liturgy (Poetry, November 2023)