by Robert Paul Fugarino
We lay our jackets across the dirty lane, and you cross before us.
We lift our voices to scream unashamed and fill your ears
with our support of you.
We do it with a child’s trust that change and goodness can come.
Goodness will come through you, forever and ever. Amen.
But as your waving hand shrinks in the distance,
As your donkey’s flanks fade from view, we wonder:
Is this display with our cloaks just the dead chivalry of a broken,
bygone age?
Are the silly shrieks a passing enthusiasm also soon to
fade from view?
Perhaps. But there is a deeper chivalry, a more faithful passion
within you,
A chivalry that lays its life down into dust for friend and
foe alike,
A heart that walks hand-in-hand with God through the valley of
the shadow.
Even as we celebrate, upon such things, we meditate.
Amen.
Permission is granted for use in corporate setting. Copyright © 2012 The Upper Room. Used with permission.
Robert Paul Fugarino is the Pastor at Park Hill Christian Church (Disciples of Christ) in Kansas City, Missouri and has served congregations in different parts of the U.S. for almost twenty years.
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