It’s a new year. Still, the Christmas tree shines in the corner, a sweet reminder that the joy of Christmas is meant for all days. I’m linking up this evening with a prompt from Write Alm. Today’s words: “In the Beginning . . . “
In the beginning it was dark. Cold. Void.
The nothingness begged for Redemption’s voice.
Was it a whisper? A shout? This divine imperative . . .
calling forth life.
Day, night, sun, sky, water, breath . . . life.
The beginning was good.
eternity clothed in flesh.
Redemption’s voice crying in a teenager’s arms.
A heart beating life.
The silence of years stilled by an infant cry.
In the beginning was the Word, and the Word became flesh and dwelt among us.
The light shines in the darkness, beginning again.
The beginning is good.