The Wounded Christ and the Serving Christ—Two as One

 The Wounded Christ and the Serving Christ—Two as One

Beside the road,
a breath trembles
beneath the dust.

Footsteps slow.
A stranger kneels.

One body cannot rise.
Another bends
until their faces meet.

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

Oil touches the wound.
A torn cloth holds.
The shoulder beneath the weight
begins to ache.

Two lives—
each with a name,
a memory,
a tomorrow—
joined in the labor
of keeping one another alive.

At their center,
the cross.

The hand that tends
will bear a nail.
The wounded Lord
will open his arms.

And grace moves between them
like water lifted
to a thirsty mouth.

Tonight,
on a city sidewalk,
someone unfolds a blanket.
Someone makes room.

A quiet voice asks,
“Will you stay?”

The answer settles
beside the trembling breath.

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

Lord,
when I have strength,
teach me to kneel.

When I am wounded,
give me grace
to receive the hand.

Emmanuel.
Amen.

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

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