The Cross Makes Mercy Visible

The Cross Makes Mercy Visible

A man lies beside the road.
His blood has entered the dust.

Someone stops,
kneels,
and lifts his head.

Water touches his lips.
A strip of cloth
holds the wound together.

Mercy has hands now.
It has a shoulder
beneath another’s weight,
a room paid for,
a promise to return.

The cross makes mercy visible.

Upon the wood,
Christ bears the cost
of drawing near.

His open arms
reach into the place
we feared to enter.

And here,
beneath a city’s evening lights,
a blanket unfolds
over trembling knees.

“Is this warm enough?”

The person waiting
looks up.
The person serving
waits for the answer.

The wounded Christ
and the serving Christ—
two as one.

Lord,
bring my words
within reach of the wound.

Let the love I confess
become the care
my neighbor can receive.

Emmanuel.
Amen.

Pastor Steven G. Lee
Street. GMC Corps
October 1, 2026

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