I Passed a Church Today

I passed a church today glanced at the 12 foot cross with hanging replica of Jesus beaten, flayed, crucified. I slowed my pace, almost turned to ask: "Why do they think you'll come back?" I pondered the question walking slowly in the darkness trying to see in passersby what he claims to have seen... the divinity of man.... I once held out hope that it was still hidden buried somewhere deep awaiting re-awakening then tortured myself wondering how it was allowed to go to sleep. Perhaps it was drugged, incapacitated by some satanic aphrodisiac lulled into lethargy waiting for someone, anyone, to replant the mustard seed of faith, of belief in themselves, in their inherent nature to express the divinity that is their heritage, their gift, their essence. I walk still in the doubt that he would return to awaken a world of slumbering saints disconnected from the ancestral roots of angelic expression sitting idly inside a church praising an iconic God while denying in their actions the truth of His. John G. Lawless 3/2/2021