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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Black (10/15/09)

TITLE: Meditation on the Cross
By Margaret Villanueva
10/18/09


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Objects that reflect all frequencies of light are perceived as white.
Objects that absorb all frequencies of light are perceived as black.

At the foot of the cross I stand.
I look up at the One who is dying for me—
Sacrificing himself for my sin—
And I marvel at the love.

I see the pain, the burden, of the man.
Unstained by sin, he had shone as a beacon
But only to those of us that could see.

The others were blinded by his goodness, his righteousness.
The sin in their hearts absorbed it without a trace
His Light could not penetrate.
All they saw was their own evil.
Reflected back to them as coming from the Man.

Today was different.
There was no light here.
There was only darkness.
His face was shadowed with the effort to simply breathe.

His soul was stained by the sins that he was redeeming.
As he absorbed them, one by one,
they contaminated that pureness.
He allowed that transformation to occur.
White became black in his love for his children.

As the sins of man throughout the ages were absorbed,
The sky above turned dark in response.
The one mirrored the other.
The earth seemed to rid itself of its sin,
Allowing it to be absorbed into the heavens.

Did God Himself have to turn away?
Was the sin-ridden flesh of His son too much to bear?
The cry
My God, My God, why have You forsaken Me?
Still rings in my ears.

As the solemn sacrifice approached completion,
The world reacted.
The sun was overshadowed—
The Lord’s pain was too much for it—
Its very light was absorbed and became darkness.

Did the weight of his sacrifice cause the temple curtain to tear?
Did the strength of his whispered cry,
It is finished
Absorb into the very earth and cause the dead to rise?

All I know is this:
Prostrate at the foot of the cross
The redemption that he bought for me
The redemption paid for by his blood
Has been absorbed into my very being.

And I will never be the same.


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Jan Ackerson 10/26/09
Very moving!
Allen Stark10/26/09
In reference to your last line...me neither. One of the best I've read to date.