Mortal Bones Our flesh and bones arose by birth, each mortal breath awaits fulfilment Being the cusp of each present moment - is not this the fullness of time! Yet we can watch sand fall grain by grain in the hour glass. But without creation of our minds times past and future can not exist. And what threads of memories remain when mortal bones fall beneath the weight of sand? Shall our temporality meet eternity in the fullness of time: The uncreated Son of God created a child in a virgin womb. Again let our temporality meet eternity - the fullness of time: The Son of God on the Cross the moment of our transformation; The eternal power of God moving in and through us in our daily times.
© Craig A Roberts, 2023 Photo: Adobestock