“Spiritual” –
a word that sends us running, as if from
rattling guns.

karoline strickland
“Spiritual” –
a word that sends us running, as if from
rattling guns.

Days long ago I wrestled with
God.
Stormed his walls and claimed his ear.
Today, I fidgeted, and watched my feet, and stammered a triviality.
How shy of you I am,
how anxiously I tiptoe now
going past your door,
for fear
that You might hear me.
Blessing
is a complicated word
a Christian favorite we don’t quite
understand.
For God says,
“Blessed are
the beggarly
the sad
the sober
unassuming
slandered and unlistened-to for Jesus’ sake.”
Hardly, I think,
the kind of blessing
we are asking for.
