One More Act
Regarding salvation,
Theophilus,
It is an easy plan
It has to be
Don’t be disappointed
Each one of everyone
Must perceive
The Lord
It can’t be a secret,
Though for now we need a secret
To survive
A code
Or something
Somehow, each one
Gets the story
In a saving way
We can’t be hiding that
Thank goodness, we don’t
God would crowd in, anyway
Should we get it wrong
There must be
Truth in belief and a cadre
To keep it
Somehow the story
Must appeal
To the old, the young
The angry and the fearful
How much we know cannot be
The matter of
God’s apprehending each
Once the hand is raised
And if no skill to do that
Raised with help
From proxy friends
But each one’s own
Encounter
Must compel
And must, because there is
Perfect love in the process
A compelling invitation
Stamped with joy
Delivered in peace
Whose cost, mind you,
Is nothing
It’s a great day,
Theophilus,
Even though we scratch
Into the ground for recognition
We are fishers
With the perfect net
That will not kill or maim
Or serve up the wrong fish
Into the boat
Or on the shore
Consider it a plan
Better than any other
There should be no wounds
Outside or inside
Except those delivered
By the world
The net actually fails
There is no net
Yet the job is done
It’s done in thread
That holds nothing together
So must we in peace
Proclaim the Lord,
Which will be hard for us
Though God demands somehow we keep
The opposites together
(a greeting in my hand)
My peer, my student, and my friend
It is the hardest work we do
And rise above the scars
Yet the prize is easy
It is not ours
But kept by one who knows our names
Better yet, prizes our spirits
Gain the faith in truth and love
A day of gladness when there’s one
And only one
C L Couch
Photo by Brina Blum on Unsplash
It was on a lovely and sunny day in Trèbes in France. I found this lonely and lost mailbox on the wall of an old house. Looks so beautiful.
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