Disheveled in Jesus sandals Prophets scream on street corners Some coherent, others not Wrought, bought, prophets from far-off lands Hands of time and shifting sands Yet the human story seemingly stays the same Remains of lives and curtains torn The forlorn suffer at the feet of the wealthy Unwed mothers Brothers hung on tree limbs Locusts and honey for fuel Bitter gruel but better than empty Blind Pharisees Earthbound Sadducees Wine-fueled priests Atrocities Beddings Beheadings Secrecy, lunacy A bad rap Snapchat Truth or lies Disguise Or salvation
Anybody else realize yesterday’s post was an April Fool’s joke? I should have made it even more unbelievable and said the music played was Mozart’s 5th Symphony.
Altar of Convenience
The title is from a line spoken in the movie: “Unplanned.”
Take a teen or preteen with you if you can, but go.