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Lent 12

Lent 12

 

The disciples number

A baker’s dozen with Matthias,

An added treat

According to the lot

The dark or the light mark

That selected him

 

But in our story,

There are Marys

To teach us about calling

And a cause

 

The mother of Jesus

The Magdalene who first told of

The second life of Jesus

And was not believed

Mary the mother of disciples

These three count for much

And more

 

Yet often go uncounted

If not in symbol

Then in leadership

 

Who is the disciple

Who is my neighbor

Who shall rule among us

More lots

 

Or let God do the casting

If we notice, we might see

It’s done

Call Mary to be mother

Call Mary to be mother and to keep

Things in her heart

Until a time

 

Call Mary to be testifier

To correct the doubting

And give hope to those who are

Falling, collapsing from inside

 

Terrified, isolated, waiting

For nothing good

To happen anymore

 

Marys offer differing words

Of discipline, inner strength, and

Capability

No other

When other men have run away

 

C L Couch

 

 

File:The Three Marys at the Tomb LACMA

Domenico Piola (Italy, Genoa, 1627-1703)

Italy, 17th-18th century Drawings Brown ink and wash Gift of Mr. and Mrs. Henry Blanke (M.72.124.2) Prints and Drawings

 

Twelfth Night or

Twelfth Night or

(6 January)

 

What You Will

A modest title

For a late, great play

Did he mean the pun about

His name?

 

What you will, Will

Will who was not the starving

Artist or

Unknown in his time

 

It is twelfth night

Or the twelfth day of Christmas

Christmas, in fact, in the east

In may (and maybe your) liturgical

Calendar, Epiphany

 

In some parts I know, there will be

A boar’s head festival

A Christian way to say

We remember our English

And European roots

Deep down as they might be

Unseen for an age

 

What is epiphanous today is

What is found and realized in the

Christ story

 

The magi come to visit with the family

Of Joseph

To leave gifts for the child who

They discover is

The one they were searching for

The sky was writing them about

That was the ink

They were the page

The message now fulfilled

 

No return to Herod

The last part

 

There are other matters of

New knowledge in new light

Years after,

He comes to his cousin John

Whose voice speaks to

The wildness in the wilderness

He splits the world in truth

Those who will believe the one

Those who will believe the other

A parable one day applies

Of sheep and goats

 

Repent

Turn around

Follow his way,

Says he of the one he must baptize

Because deep knowing says they must

Do this

 

A dove descends

The Spirit is involved

To have a litany of three

Whose echoes elicited the start

Of everything from nothing

 

What happened to the gifts

Sometimes I wonder

Over-obsessed, they would become a movie

Like the subjects of both arks

And a spear of destiny

Maybe they were covered in a box kept by his mother

As was her way

To have her son and all that followed, after

 

The season before the season

An ending and beginning

It truly is

A new year

Time for decisions

Whom to follow

In the drama that our forms reflect

The play between all things

The material our due

The cosmos in the universe

Play on

 

C L Couch

 

 

Andrew Atzert from Mesa, AZ, USA – Family of DovesUploaded by Snowmanradio, CC BY 2.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=11044215

A Mourning Dove parent with two chicks in Mesa, Arizona, USA.

 

Fatima, Medjugorje

Fatima, Medjugorje

 

When Mary appears,

The sky dances

 

Circles of light and faith

Are made

 

First for children

 

There are those who

Doubt, which doesn’t

Matter (though the

Doubters matter)

 

God loves them, and

Maybe God’s mother will

Visit them sometime

 

And if you don’t believe

I love you, still

 

Maybe we’ll all gather

At Guadalupe where

Grown-ups can see

Her, if innocent enough

 

Though I’m never sure

If that means me

 

Christ Was a Refugee

Christ Was a Refugee

 

Christ was a refugee

In Egypt

We do not know if Mary

Or Joseph had family there

Nothing is said

We know they traveled

To escape persecution

To miss the massacre

An insane king

Had decreed at home

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