by Kerry Greenhill
We prefer to stand at a distance.
Only the fearless, the desperate, and the morbidly curious
linger at the foot of the cross.
We do not want the gruesome details of death
to become too real, too undeniably true.
Or we know all too well these sights and smells
and cannot bear to relive the violent echoes of grief.
There he hangs:
flesh and blood,
sweat and tears,
dust and breath.
One of us
for all of us.
God, our Father, forgive us
when we don’t know what we are doing.
Mothering Spirit, draw us close
when we are certain we are all alone.
let us learn from you
one more time
what love looks like.
And let us, when we look away,
be changed forever by what we have seen.
Permission is granted for use in corporate setting. Copyright © 2012 The Upper Room. Used with permission.
Kerry Greenhill is a Deacon who serves as Field Coordinator for Imagine No Malaria in the Rocky Mountain Conference (UMC), and as Communications Manager for the health care advocacy organization Family Voices Colorado.
“I believe with all my heart that vulnerability and authenticity are the only way to find wholeness in Jesus Christ. … I believe in the holistic, healing love and salvation in Jesus Christ, who walks with us in the valleys and brings beauty from ash heaps again and again and again. I am here to tell you that I have been on the mountaintops and in the valleys, and I have discovered that we need a reset in our souls. We need to share stories so that others will too. When we’re free to be real, that’s when the real joy comes.” Read more.