Reading the book of Luke this morning, I was inspired afresh by what a healer Jesus was (and is), and how incredible it is that he actually seeks to fix broken parts of people's lives. Amazing. This is my response in poem. I hope you enjoy it.
An Ode to the One Who Fixes Things
by David Ello
Glue it back together,
fractured leg of figurine,
set it oh so gently,
and watch it stand anew.
Hold this broken necklace,
the clasp no longer closing,
this show of severed silver,
unite around my neck.
Torch this dying fire,
paltry pyre of soot and sticks,
douse it with your oil and flame,
and we shall dance in reds and yellows.
I saw them carrying the glorious liquid in vessels of varying shapes and sizes. They flocked from all over, joining as one at the river bridge to pour out their beloved beverage. Chai filled the water, an aromatic torrent bubbling milky brown and sweet, flowing outward, growing, for all to see and drink. Soon, a mass of inquisitive mugs gathered at the river banks to taste and see Jesus, pouring out his life.
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Saturday, November 2, 2013
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