After Hebrews 11:1-3, 7
He was a laughingstock,
an object of ridicule
and derision, the butt
of jokes and snarky
sayings, insults, snide
remarks, called a fool
and an idiot, demented,
bullied, his family
ridiculed with him,
seeing his sons turn
red to hear their father
consistently insulted.
That is, until the clouds
appeared, until the clouds
turned dark, until the wind
rose and howled,
until the rains came.
Photograph by Dan Cook via Unsplash. Used with permission.
Some Sunday Readings
But Now I See: John 9 – Doug Spurling at Spurling Silver.
What is the “Common Good?” – Andrew Walker at Crossway.
He Gives to His Beloved Sleep – Haylee Williams at For the Church.
Breathing Space, July – Tomas Tranströmer at Poetry Foundation (translated by Patty Crane).
1 comment:
Beautiful, Glynn! God always has the last laugh.
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