God, every day I hunt for joy,
in the all-glory-laud-and-honor story
of the entrance to Jerusalem,
while the southern United States
needs the storms stilled,
gun tragedy after gun tragedy
calls for the things that make for peace,
and Ukraine defines Via Dolorosa,
and you put Luke before me,
because there are only coats on the ground –
not boots, not broken branches.
Maybe some prodigal grabbed a robe
given at the home-coming
from a far country,
yanked it off, lay it on the ground,
before oncoming dirty hooves,
starting a patchwork of hiding things,
cloaks and clothes,
and the cracked Hosannas
that come before each broken Alleluia
of stiff older siblings’ stony hearts.
Help me take off what covers me up,
sing my song
for every breath of joy is needed,
and leave the trees alone.
amen
Maren C. Tirabassi is a United Church of Christ (US) pastor, author of twenty-two books, and workshop leader. Her new novel in the Rev and Rye Cozy Mystery series, “Death at Fair Havens” has an April 26 release date. She blogs at gifts in open hands at wordpress dot com.
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