Palms Sunday

We remember how you put palms in our hands,

palms in our open ,naked hands. Hands that once

tapped tapped keep tapping on wood and on flesh.

Before these ritual cleansings and gloves ond trash

Palms in our hands, hands that once lifted , opened drifted and dropped.

We consider all our sins like deadly viruses on these hands caught.

Palm of our hands are dirty cursed hands that infect

tap tap tapping on our keyboard and screen without effect

faking loving and contact with people alone and unseen

palms of our hands we proudly think of as clean

dropping and depressed alone weary and lean

We shake fist in judgement at the sight of your open hands

we cannot see palms of justice nor palms of mecy’s command

so tap tap tapping as we bang shout at door and demand

“What are you doing God? Why is death creeping  across the land?”

Palms of your hands , oh the palms of your hands too far away to see!!!

Cannot believe they are surrendered , bruised crushed , stretched , nailed to a tree!

yet , now and then , we heal without knowing or holding the palm of your hands

palms of love, palms of compassion that have roots from Eden to the plank

Burrowing driving digging demanding justice rank upon rank

Yet tap tapping bleeds love from the nails in the palm of your hand.

Where you reply to us by your justice these palms from Mercy’s command

Tap tapping at every soul bent across sick shore and sick land

“where were you child when I killed my son like a lamb?

see you were here  child , then  as now , in the palm of my hand”

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“Then did they spit in his face, and buffeted him; and others smote him with the palms of their hands,”

‭‭Matthew‬ ‭26:67‬ ‭KJV‬‬

 “Behold, I have graven thee upon the palms of my hands; thy walls are continually before me.”

‭‭Isaiah‬ ‭49:16‬ ‭KJV‬‬

“Indeed before the day was, I am He; And there is no one who can deliver out of the palm of My hand; I work, and who will reverse it?””

‭‭Isaiah‬ ‭43:13‬ ‭NKJV‬‬

 

 

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They said that I could not come and see you

They said I could imagine you were here with me

They said I should  dress as if you were coming to see me

They said  I should put chair and cross and water out for you

So I did , I dressed , I lit a candle , and in a bowl I poured water

And Suddenly, before  I could kneel, before I could think on you , before  I invited you to  come

you came. … as a voice of light on all that I thought about you

You came with a legion of light in places hiding from you

you said that you came to see me

you said that you are more than I can imagine

you said I can sit with you

You said to see your love on the cross

You said to drink of your water

you said “you are lovely”

you wrapped and warmed and wooed me in your arms of light.

4Th Sunday in Lent

“Then Jesus spoke to them again, saying, “I am the light of the world. He who follows Me shall not walk in darkness, but have the light of life.””

‭‭John‬ ‭8:12‬ ‭NKJV‬‬

 

Wasted in the Wilderness

A TRIP before EASTER>  > > >LENT……….

And Jesus, FULL OF THE HOLY SPIRIT returned from th Jordan and was led by the SPIRIT in the wilderness Luke 4:1

He split rocks in the wilderness and gave them drink abundantly as from the deep.” Psalms‬ ‭78:15‬ ‭ESV‬‬

I think I will, I will drink

I think I will , I will waste time

I think I will begin Drinking a new wine

 

My friends who are not friends

Will thumbs down my use of time.

Their silent secret stalks

Of posts and pictures and prompts

Will shrivel from my sight .

As I leave on foot and flight

To drink …

 

I think ,I surely think I will drink

I will hide in many closets and stills

As I drink my wine in hidden hills

I will pack a picnic to go with my high

I will steal the finest bread and none will I buy

I think I will SEE when I drink

 

I will drink fresh while the wine is pressing

My intoxication with the Vine will be the hidden blessing

I think I think I will drink

 

To plan to drink , I ll pack for 40 days

And forsake this familiar fat land

Where people sit to graze and gaze

I think , i think I will finally be brave and go

To that wilderness way where we starve to grow .

 

I think I think it’s time to drink…

I think I will get hungry and yet be more than full

I think I will get thirsty and never thirst at all

I’ll live in gain in losing , losing all that is cursed

I’ll live like a drunken creature that I was created to be at first.