Revealed to Children

In that same hour he rejoiced in the Holy Spirit and said, “I thank you, Father, Lord of heaven and earth, that you have hidden these things from the wise and understanding and revealed them to little children; yes, Father, for such was your gracious will. All things have been handed over to me by my Father, and no one knows who the Son is except the Father, or who the Father is except the Son and anyone to whom the Son chooses to reveal him.”

Then turning to the disciples he said privately, “Blessed are the eyes that see what you see! For I tell you that many prophets and kings desired to see what you see, and did not see it, and to hear what you hear, and did not hear it.” Luke 10:21-24

Revealed to Children (to Mark, on our anniversary)

We were but children when love showed up
a warm early summer day drenched with light
new June strawberries from the Ay-rabs
sweet and tender like we were then.

Love visited in light dancing on the waves
in dark starlight nights when bugs moved in
we turned away from bitterness and bore the stings
for love was ours to nurture and to tend.

Alone in a very adult angry city
torn by poverty, powerlessness and smog
we grew a garden of sweet vegetables
and turned the soil until in could breathe again.

We held our babies close and played their games
we were children together, reaching and laughing
dancing to old albums into the night
watching their beauty shine from their eyes.

We kept out the capacity to be harsh and cruel
though the city and towns alike tried to break us
we danced in the night and ran in the sand
and found that love was with us like a friend.

God seeks the tender, the vulnerable and outcast
brings them a basketful of love constantly replenished
helps build a sheltered arbor of delight and wonder
wishing the whole world was willing to be small.