It was nice to hear now these words of law and grace It has gotten lonely in here in my twelve inner cathedrals of chalk and in my endless walk in the storms of the desert I have invited too many people in that were only images and even more people that were only words and noone noone that were body. So it has gotten lonely in here until I heard the angelic song and the true preaching of law and grace and I meet Christ near the wall again You know, talking to him, never realizing that I am a little boy, and that I am his brother, and I am 11 and he is taking me onto his lap telling me things only I can hear and I listen to sounds around. I can hear the noise of the people! And it is almost as if I can see the city of Nazareth. Its houses and animals and the outskirts of the city, the paths and roads, the whitewashed tombs and the desert where I have been. But I am 11. And I sit on my brother´s lap. I am the brother of Christ, and he is mine. A king and a friend is my brother. And this is our day of peace, one of the few days we meet and I am still, still, sitting here.
Written by @djhalleu June 4th 2013
The poem is a comment to the sermon inspired by Martin Luther called: “God´s two words” by Tullian Tchividjian. Feel free to listen to it.