Interview with an intercessor

Their saint day is October 28, but the poem was coming for me today.

Sts. Simon and Jude, Public Domain

Who would have thought … me a saint?
Jesus’ kid brother,
not like James … good deeds
pastor in Jerusalem,
in your face with Paul of Tarsus,
but the younger brother,
the one Jesus grinned  at
when he told a story
about a prodigal, pigs and a party.

And you might ask …
what’s it like to work with a Zealot?
Simon and I were always
together …
I didn’t mind his politics and
he didn’t mind my being related to God.

We went to Libya, then Persia,
faced down those
wandering-star magicians,
Zaroes and Arfaxat.
We died together, too,
beaten to death with a club …
Yes, I loved Simon in every way.

And of course, you want to know
about the hopeless causes …
everyone does.
Well, that happened after I died.
Folks didn’t pray to me much
because my name was
so close to Iscariot’s.

Only those who were desperate,
who had prayed at saints for a long time,
would try me, and
I’d pass them over to the one
who is able to keep you from
falling,
and make you stand, the
God of our Savior, Jesus Christ,
to whom be glory
and majesty, power and authority,
before all time,
now, and forever.

That’s how I summed it up fancy
in a letter I wrote …
mostly, however, I understand
hopeless causes,
because I know about falling.

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4 Responses to Interview with an intercessor

  1. Pejj Nunes says:

    Wonderful! Thanks! For sharing.

  2. Love it – it made me laugh and cry – always a good mixture!

  3. Maren says:

    Thank you so much.

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