April 12, 2017

LANDSCAPE

Coming over a hill,

coming around a curve,

all I could see were trees,

fences, roads, cows, homes,

and a bridge and a church in

the distance…. enough to get

me to - where I know I have to go -
and the church is still a bridge -

even with the scandals and the

nonsense - in the landscape of

my mind.  Christ, thank you, for
being both bridge and church to me.

© Andy Costello, Reflections  2017