Poem based on John 4:5-42

Ahhh!

let me feel the hate

If I could just get in a word

I could nail him

maybe even to a cross

To relish the verbal jab

the well timed cut

the jousting and positioning

until

ready for the kill

I use the phrase I know invokes

deep deep pain

Ahhh!

the joy of the battle

then

I perceive there is no battle

I’m dancing around here like a fool

waving my sword in the air

and no battle.

And Jesus said:

The time is coming when you will

worship neither here or there

when your petty differences matter no more

and you will worship in Spirit

the childishness of our battles is called

to an end.

We are called in for supper

fed

on bread and wine

Body and Blood

forgiveness and love