He also told them a parable: “Can a blind man lead a blind man? Will they not both fall into a pit? A disciple is not above his teacher, but everyone when he is fully trained will be like his teacher. Why do you see the speck that is in your brother's eye, but do not notice the log that is in your own eye? How can you say to your brother, ‘Brother, let me take out the speck that is in your eye,’ when you yourself do not see the log that is in your own eye? You hypocrite, first take the log out of your own eye, and then you will see clearly to take out the speck that is in your brother's eye.
“For no good tree bears bad fruit, nor again does a bad tree bear good fruit, for each tree is known by its own fruit. For figs are not gathered from thorn bushes, nor are grapes picked from a bramble bush. The good person out of the good treasure of his heart produces good, and the evil person out of his evil treasure produces evil, for out of the abundance of the heart his mouth speaks.
“Why do you call me ‘Lord, Lord,’ and not do what I tell you? Everyone who comes to me and hears my words and does them, I will show you what he is like: he is like a man building a house, who dug deep and laid the foundation on the rock. And when a flood arose, the stream broke against that house and could not shake it, because it had been well built. But the one who hears and does not do them is like a man who built a house on the ground without a foundation. When the stream broke against it, immediately it fell, and the ruin of that house was great.” Luke 6:39-49
Like a brittle reed in a stormy wind
water rising high and ground giving way
we are moving through the air without tether
no anchor to hold us no firm foundation.
The travel makes us weary and fragile
like little children after a long day
we spin and giggle way too loud
and then break into terrifying tears.
We are looking for a solid home
a place to lay our heads and grow a garden
a community where we are known
a solid rock of love unmoving.
Some days we can be like tender shoots
subject to burning by the sun
and some days solid wide oaks
a solid force against any gale.
Today we bend and shutter with the cold
trying to move beyond the shallow hopes
looking for sure footing in the changing tide
praying for a solid savior to rescue us.