The Garden Tomb

The Garden Tomb

It is a grace to long for You.
It is a grace to desire You.
It is grace that draws me to You.

Yet, God of my longing and desire,
You seem to be beyond my reach,
And, still, I feel you near.

It is hope that stirs me,
And beckons me,
While I stand searching the empty tomb.
You, Rabboni, are with me in my garden of faith,
Tending me.

© 2018 Joann Nelander