I haven't posted recently because I've been quite busy with college apps and what not. So here's one from September that I didn't post on account of its style, but I love the paradoxes of the Incarnation and the Crucifixion so I'm posting it anyway. :)
Paradox 9/3/10
Praise the Lord!
Oh blesséd curse
that curses he
that hangs upon a tree,
removing thorns from the side of man,
that pierce his head, his heart, his hands.
For through this murder man has tried
we now are pure and justified.
In his weakness, we are strong,
and by his death, this greatest wrong,
he offers life though we are dust,
and through despair we now can trust
he rose again as darkness fled,
for through his death all death is dead.