Jesus went on with his disciples to the villages of Caesarea Philippi; and on the way he asked his disciples, “Who do people say that I am?” And they answered him, “John the Baptist; and others, Elijah; and still others, one of the prophets.” He asked them, “But who do you say that I am?” Peter answered him, “You are the Messiah.” And he sternly ordered them not to tell anyone about him.
Then he began to teach them that the Son of Man must undergo great suffering, and be rejected by the elders, the chief priests, and the scribes, and be killed, and after three days rise again. He said all this quite openly. And Peter took him aside and began to rebuke him. But turning and looking at his disciples, he rebuked Peter and said, “Get behind me, Satan! For you are setting your mind not on divine things but on human things.”Mark 8:22-33
Like Trees Walking
Sometimes it takes time and trial
like Jesus healing the blind man
once with saliva again with touch
we heal over time and don't always see.
When we have to walk away from trauma
when we have to leave our pasts behind
we seldom see the reconstruction hope
we seldom take the long view of love.
The arc of history bends towards justice
Martin said and still was mowed down
love conquers all but comes too slowly
we live in the in between seeing trees walking.
Let us be grateful today for healed scars
that remind us of divine love and faithfulness
what we survive has brought us a new day
we will thrive as we let love in again.
1 comment:
Absolutely love this. Stumbled across it while searching "image of trees walking" for reference to exactly this story. Did you create the illustration as well as the poem? May I use it in my own blog, attributing and linking to you?
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