April 13, 2008

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    Sandals on Cobblestone

     

    Sandals on cobblestone,

    Pale hands against rafters,

    I wait for you Christ,

    In the streets of disaster.

    My back aches from lashes.

    There are bruises on my knees.

    Every night I kneel in the darkness.

    Won’t you speak to me, please!

    I am removing the veil

    That wraps round my ears.

    Quicken my heart Abba.

    Let me sense your warmth here.

    The cool wind circles my body.

    I smell your mercy in the air.

    My hands start to tremble.

    At the sky, I stare.

    Stars shoot across the heavens,

    My heartbeat leaps with fire.

    I can feel it Jesus…

    You are lifting me from the mire.

    My feet feel like feathers.

    Sweat trickles down my face.

    My body feels caressed.

    My frame your hands embrace.

    Do not worry child, you whisper.  

    Dip your faith in my sure gold.

    Compare yourself to no one.

    Child, you break the mold.

    Can’t you see that I am forming you,

    For a holy path.

    Do not question my ability.

    Let me do the math.

    I turn and see your bread, stationed at my face.

    Eat my darling beauty.

    You’ll need this for the race.

     

    Kimi Willingham

     

    Isaiah 40:6-11

    A voice said, “Shout!”
          I asked, “What should I shout?”

       “Shout that people are like the grass.
          Their beauty fades as quickly
          as the flowers in a field.
        7 The grass withers and the flowers fade
          beneath the breath of the Lord.
          And so it is with people.
        8 The grass withers and the flowers fade,
          but the word of our God stands forever.” 

      9 O Zion, messenger of good news,
          shout from the mountaintops!
       Shout it louder, O Jerusalem.
          Shout, and do not be afraid.
       Tell the towns of     Judah    ,
          “Your God is coming!”
       10 Yes, the Sovereign Lord is coming in power.
          He will rule with a powerful arm.
          See, he brings his reward with him as he comes.
       11 He will feed his flock like a shepherd.
          He will carry the lambs in his arms,
       holding them close to his heart.
          He will gently lead the mother sheep with their young.