To the mountain
He went
Whenever he needed
Time apart
Time with
The holy
The Spirit
This mystical
God
When he
Wasn’t sure
(and even when
He was)
When he
Had questions
(and even when
He didn’t)
When he was
Confused
(and even when
He wasn’t)
When he just
Needed to think
And to listen
And be
Before he chose
His closest followers
Before he stepped
Into the brokenness
Of the world
To bind the wounds
To heal the hearts
To welcome the lost
To touch the untouchable
Before he sat
In front of the
Multitudes and taught
Blessings and woes
Challenging the
Religious thought
Of the day about
God’s kin-dom
Of who’s in
And who’s not
On the mountain
He would breathe
In the breath
Of God
Calming his heart
Centering his spirit
Each step
Of the journey
Even when
(Especially when)
It dawned on
Him where
This journey
Would take him
Another mountain
Love poured out

Beautiful. You ladies fill my soul.
Thank you so very much. Carol is wonderful, isn’t she?
This is so beautiful and filled with love!
Not only Transfiguration but leads us into Lent.