Lenten reflections on Luke 15:11-32 — she was there

February 12, 2016

The mother’s side of the conversation …

Go to the door,
no, go into the road —
you know you want to.
He’s there, just where the dust
is stirring such a storm.
He’s there — it’s not a trick
of your eyes from so long looking
west into the setting sun.

Remember how he would
run to you and
hang in hugs around your neck.
Go out — he’s dying in the road
for love,
and all the wrong turnings
in his life are tight —
he knows the truth.

Of course, he’s ready for your anger.
I bet he’s rehearsed
with every step.
Surprise him — take the sandals.

No, I don’t think you look old.
I love the gray —
it looks like feathers
here and here … distinguished.
This time don’t let him run
through your fingers —
here, don’t forget the ring!

I’m going to the kitchen.

Trust me, his brother will get over it.

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3 Responses to Lenten reflections on Luke 15:11-32 — she was there

  1. dee says:

    Oh, Maren, this has always been one of my favorites of your work…it is so true and poignant.
    The kind that gives a heart-stab (in a good way).
    Blessings to you.

  2. rezrevres says:

    I wouldn’t doubt for a moment that it likely was the mother that made the difference, since we men always seem to get all caught-up in issues of pride and hierarchy, and thus lose sight of the wonderful opportunities we’re regularly granted by Creator to be bigger than ourselves. Thanks Maren.

  3. I’m catching up, having been at SSJE on a retreat, then back late Sat for church and deadlines –
    and this post is spot on .I especially love the last line. I think because, we don’t know, and the question is posed to us, by Jesus, and she knows the answer. I wonder if Jesus made the story with just the father because he knew that was where the rift was, in the hearts he was talking to?

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