Christ in you, the hope of glory.” (Colossians 1:27)

Dear Reader,

If these words have found their way to you, please know they were born from a heart overflowing with wonder. The phrase “Jesus Christ within is our glory and hope filled holy redemptive shine” arrived like a sudden shaft of light, and all I did was stand still long enough for the poem to pour through.

This is not polished verse written for applause. It is a quiet testimony: the same risen Christ who walked dusty roads two thousand years ago now makes His home inside ordinary people like you and me. He is not distant. He is the inner sunrise, the living flame, the hope that refuses to stay buried.

Whenever life feels heavy or the night too long, may these lines remind you to look inward. There, where no eye but faith can see, shines the glory of God in human clay. Carry it gently. Let it leak through your words, your hands, your quiet faithfulness. The world is desperate for this redemptive shine.

Thank you for reading.

May Christ in you grow brighter with every breath.

With grace and wonder,

The Poet

Jesus Christ within

is our glory and hope-filled holy redemptive shine—

a living flame no night can bind,

a sunrise kindled in the marrow of the soul.

He walks the hidden halls of bone and breath,

turns shadowed chambers into cathedrals bright,

makes every heartbeat a cathedral bell

ringing resurrection into the ordinary day.

When sorrow presses like a stone,

He is the crack of light that splits the tomb;

when fear coils cold around the heart,

He is the blaze that melts the chains to gold.

O holy shine, O inner Star of stars,

You dwell where no eye but faith can see—

yet every kindness, every quiet grace,

leaks Your glory through our fragile clay.

We carry You like lanterns in our lungs,

like dawn tucked beneath the ribs,

and wherever weary feet still walk this earth,

the redemptive shine goes forth.

Christ in us—

the hope, the glory, the unending dawn.

Let the whole world feel the warmth.

✨ Amen.