Sunday, April 9, 2017

April 9, 2017



SOMETIMES

Sometimes I’m the donkey….
Sometimes I’m the song of praise….
Sometimes I’m the crowd ….
Sometimes I’m up close and personal….
Sometimes I arrange the supper ….
Sometimes I’m the bread broken ….
Sometimes I’m the wine glistening ….
Sometimes I’m the feet being washed ….
Sometimes I’m ears hearing words of service ….
Sometimes I’m in the night - in the garden ….
Sometimes I’m sleeping in prayer ….
Sometimes I’m running away in fear ….
Sometimes I’m watching him carrying his cross….
Sometimes I’m hearing his scream, “Forgive them….
Sometimes I’m thinking it’s all over…. He died.
Sometimes I’m hoping for resurrection
and the real beginning of the rest of my life….


© Andy Costello, Reflections  2017



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