P o e t r y

My Lenten Poem: Sabbath Swimming

sitting next to a
cool pond
on a hot day
imagining the refreshment
yielding immersion
feels like hope;
though it is not.

Now, to get into the pond
another thing entirely
experiencing the Water;
though you must get out
eventually,
you remember it forever.
and in the realer sense, you,
can never leave it again

and while you may dwell in a
desert
the water has become your reality

The meaning of hope
swims in Sabbath

Come Find

Warrior, come find your rest
at the foot of my cross
let my flowing blood
heal your wounds.

Princess, come find your place
at the foot of my cross
let me crown of thorns
bring glory to your head.

Child, come find your Father
at the foot of my cross
let my Abba
hold you close.

Wanderer, come find your home
at the foot of my cross
let my Spirit
make you welcome here.

Student, come find your teacher
as you gaze upon my cross
let my wisdom
bring understanding to your heart.

Preacher, come find your Pastor
hanging on my cross
let my grace
bring peace enough.

Sinner, come find forgiveness
at the foot of my cross
let my mercy
bring complete holiness.

To all,
he invites,
"Come find."