The Rose: Good Friday

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Some say love, it is a river that drowns the tender reed
Some say love, it is a razor that leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love, it is a hunger an endless aching need
I say love, it is a flower and you, it’s only seed

‘The Rose’ describes the paradoxes of love – it’s fragile yet powerful, brings both the greatest pain and the greatest joy, it’s most beautiful, yet can become most ugly.

Love’s reality is both personal and profound. As Covid-lockdown lifts there are people we long to see, hug, be with in person rather than on a screen or a phone. Many have experienced love that has endured and survived suffering… physical, mental, emotional… Some have known love that been lost but made stronger through death.

For many today, Good Friday, has profound significance. We shall remember and be moved by the love, suffering and death of a man 2000 years ago.

It’s the heart, afraid of breaking that never learns to dance
It’s the dream, afraid of waking that never takes the chance
It’s the one who won’t be taken who cannot seem to give
And the soul, afraid of dying that never learns to live

The roses in our garden were cut back hard. Through the winter they were just sticks and thorns. Now, after a few sunny days, there are buds of fresh life.

Today we may think of love’s roses pruned and left apparently lifeless by Covid or Calvary. Love isn’t just ‘for the lucky and the strong’; We can be sure – fresh buds will become beautiful sweet smelling roses.

When the night has been too lonely and the road has been too long
And you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter far beneath the bitter snow
Lies the seed that with the sun’s love, in the spring becomes the rose.

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