After John 7:1-31
He speaks openly, they say,
so how can it be they
seek to kill him? They
say nothing to him as
he speaks, right there
in the temple, the very center
of life, and they do nothing.
Either the news and stories
are overblown, or they know
something, they know who
he is, and they will not
move against him, or they
are afraid to move against
him. Do they know he’s
the One foretold, the One
who could not perform
more signs than this man
had one? Are they afraid
when this many says,
“You know me.”
Photograph by Papaioannou Kostas via Unsplash. Used with permission.
Some Friday Readings
“Communion in the Asylum,” poem by Andrew Hudgins – D.S. Martin at Kingdom Poets.
Be Still and Know: Lives of the Wild Saints #10 – Paul Kingsnorth at The Abbey of Misrule.
“To Canaan’s Land I’m on My Way” by William Matthew Golden – Anthony Esolen at Word & Song.
Why I Changed My Mind About Women Pastors – Rachel Schoenberger at Reading Rachel.
Psalm 10 – Magean Willome at Poetry for Life.
Why I Won't Give Up on the USA -- Becky Ramsey.
1 comment:
Another poetic reflection that blessed me today. Happy Independence Day, Glynn!
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