Do loving acts have motives?
A crocodile’s belly with its agenda,
written in invisible ink,
with a shocking message, we would not want to read.
Or are they just what you want them to be. Love.
“So do not fear or be dismayed.”
Gospel of Matthew
Do loving acts have motives?
A crocodile’s belly with its agenda,
written in invisible ink,
with a shocking message, we would not want to read.
Or are they just what you want them to be. Love.
“So do not fear or be dismayed.”
Gospel of Matthew
I leave her behind now, sad faced and crying
On a lonely road, alone, without me.
She scuffs along, lingering in past moments and places,
savoring shadows and refreshing desires.
While I move on to new pastures; unsure; but not looking back at all.
“Whoever wishes to come after me must deny himself,
take up his cross, and follow me.”
Gospel of Matthew
Just settled in and we are taxiing along in readiness for takeoff.
Suddenly, I ask the purpose of the trip,
and find that I am heading to Jordan and Egypt for a parachute jump!
What made me get on this plane without checking, I cannot leave.
Then, waking, I am relieved to find the airplane left without me.
“Five loaves and two fish are all we have here.”
Gospel of Matthew