After Galatians 1:11-24
The star for the prosecution
show, transformed, became
nothing, disappeared from
the stage, vanished into
the deserts of Arabia and
Damascus. No stage,
no spotlight, no star billing.
A few conversations, and
then a renewed time
of quiet, reflection, fasting,
and preparation, listening,
not speaking, my fame
once spoken of and revered
or feared now vanished
into the mist, except for
a word here, a rumor there.
The prosecutor is now
the preacher, occasionally
and quietly.
Photograph by Angel Mendez via Unsplash. Used with permission.
1 comment:
Beautiful, Glynn!
Blessings!
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