Are we embarrassed?
Have we been running,
lemming-like,
to our Emmauses-
because we’re mortified -in these so-modern times –
by Calvary?
Have we, for forty years, been wandering
anywhere
but there
where the Inner Temple of the Heart of God
-His love, beyond all words, in deed-
has been revealed;
where all who now would see,
would see this Jesus man,-
would come and gaze and hold in pondering heart
appalling opposites,
a True God
lanced
by would-be gods,- ourselves?
We are embarrassed by the richness of it all,-
the open heart of God,-
upon one hill, one day, there in Jerusalem.
We are embarrassed by the shame of it,
and we have run away.
Jerusalem to Emmaus? Emmaus to Jerusalem? Our Choice.
