Poem December 14, 1963 Issue

TESTIMONY OF HEALING

Mollie Ruth Bottoms

The light of Spirit's shining in that hour
Transfigured all my illumined eyes could see,
Shone out of heaven as sunlight on a flower,
Transmuting time into eternity.
And all was stricken from me save God's love,
And all was summarized by His intent—
Yet all prefigured that the cross would prove
The hour's necessary complement;
For though sense cringed with fear against the way,
I knew the spoken Word would be fulfilled,
That I should see my own Golgotha day,
See self's defeat, see human striving stilled;
That I should rise then, cleansed through every loss,
Humbled and triumphant from the cross.

Mollie Ruth Bottoms

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