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Often
when you finish one thing,
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Voice
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You
find it is the start of something else.
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There
were two fishermen mending nets.
The
night had closed,
and
they were mending the tears:
the
last thing to do after on night’s work,
and
before the next night’s fishing, fishing, fishing…
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…fishing,
fishing, fishing was just that start of it,
for
no longer were creatures of the sea needed.
It
was a whole new life, a whole new catch,
where
men and women were being caught, caught, caught…
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…caught,
caught, caught, up in the stories Jesus told:
of
Samaritans and seeds, of lost sons and vineyards,
great
stories that had you holding on to every word,
and
just when you thought the story had concluded, concluded, concluded…
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…concluded,
concluded, concluded that having heard the story,
there was no ending, but a
call to live out the story in life,
a
new way of living in right relationships with each other:
in
justice and grace, with friend and enemy, enemy, enemy…
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…enemy,
enemy, enemies of Jesus heard what he was saying.
Here
was another upstart, trying to incite and riot
and
destroying centuries of carefully worked out doctrine and law.
So
when one night Judas decided to betray him,
the
authorities thought Jesus’ life was at the end, at the end, at the end…
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…at
the end, at the end, at the end of the night
love
was just beginning her work.
The
final push to redeem the world,
to
bring it through the hate.
The
man of light was facing the final assault of God,
and
hatred’s fulfilment, fulfilment, fulfilment…
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…fulfilment,
fulfilment, fulfilment of the charge against Jesus was crucifixion.
This
was the finale, this was where Jesus would be stopped:
by
the torture and the abuse, the suffering and the pain.
All
was coming to a conclusion. The cross was ready,
and
as the cock crowed, and night ended
so
should have everything else, everything else, everything else…
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…everything
else, everything else, everything else, just stood waiting.
Sunrise
is silent.
The
day was beginning, the light was new, the time newborn.
This
was the start of the kingdom day,
and
as everything else ended, heaven began,
and
Jesus was found in the garden, waiting, new life, newly reborn.
You
see often when you finish one thing,
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Voice
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You
find it is the start of something else.
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