
Thou art past the Tyrant’s stroke.
-Shakespeare. Act IV, Scene II.
I created this piece as part of a theological paper attempting to portray the Divine preoccupation with solidarity. I haven't looked at it again, until I recently submitted it for review in my University's humanities newsletter. It's quite a task to describe the heart of grief. Having traveled that road with my family, I find myself recognizing the swift facade that is easily erected between the world and those in pain. It is precisely in this moment that God seems far away, but through His unedited, unadulterated humanity in Messiah, Deity walks with us in compassion through the everyday.
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