Bonhoeffer

BONHOEFFER intense the man who asks of God “who am I?” it echoes down the hall through his lifetime searching, pondering he’s asked, “do you know God,” the answer comes, “i’m getting to know Him.” i read the chain of words they bind together like d.n.a. it’s not like taking a test. God does not work the same as man… his chapel behind bars. his hands press against the stone wall on the other side a flood of fears. a young man hears the recitation of a poem — from war it brings peace as he stands against another wall waiting to be shot. again the echo, “who am i, Lord?” as he tells lies to avoid the truth, exchanging beauty for ashes desiring to see colors, hear birds sing. he had a chance to escape run off with his fiance but his conscience before God serves his fellow man tears for his beloved he’d like to kiss them away and he tells her, “you fell in love with the man i’ve become in here” war is hell and peace is glued between pages of a person’s mind, first given to trembling then to God. hope comes after one closes their eyes and some are cleared after many years. 11/26/2018