Reflections for World Communion Sunday

Two poems today from two parts of the text ….

Reflection on Luke 17: 5-6

I don’t need
(and nobody ever did need)
a mulberry tree planted in the sea.

Seriously.

The infinitesimal bit of faith
surviving
the suicide of friends,
diagnoses, domestic violence,
watching people
eaten alive by bipolar,
injustices global and local
and click-the-remote indifference —

that mustardseed

is needed for pragmatic miracles –
the miracle of funding
education and arts,
the miracle of care for the earth
protection of children
and endangered species,
the miracle of peace,
sharing of food, limiting of guns
freeing of weddings and polls …

a world communion miracle,
not popcorn.

I certainly am not going to waste
my mustardseed
planting a mulberry tree

on a site so unlikely
it makes everyone who sees it
join hands
and laugh and laugh.

Reflection on Luke 17: 7-10

Who among you would say
to mother or father, spouse or partner,
child or sibling,
(whoever it is who lives with you
and gets under your feet all the time)
when they come in from a long day
of teaching middle school,
a day of data entry, daycare or roofing,
a day as a hospice volunteer
or furloughed from the Navy Yard,

“Come on in – I got Thai take-out”?

Isn’t it more likely
that you will each put on an apron,
make turkey burgers and Ore-Ida sweet potato fries,
rake a few October leaves, walk the dog,
fold the clothes that have come out of the dryer?

There’s not a lot of “thank you”
in ordinary life,
but when Jesus
pronouns and parables us
into both the God and the slave position,
it’s a … live give-away
that even the toughest,
dreary-weariest,
most aggravating responsibilities,
are shared among us all, with
the widest apron on God.

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