(for Maundy Thursday)
Eat with us,
Here on dirty floors, redeemed with threadbare cloth.
We gather together
To eat with You,
People of dirty and barren hearts.
“Loyalty and courage”
Ideas of importance and impracticality,
Ideas that hold weight in our mind’s eye
But won’t hold water in Your world.
You know that stones scatter.
Despite all our grand and daring schemes
To be better,
To be holier,
To be closer,
We remain, scattered in dust.
But even stones can sing.
Who nailed Your arms open
To gather the world under Your wings,
Gather us now in this place and the next.
The willful and the weak,
The pompous and the poor,
The ruined and the rash,
The hopeful and the whore,
As stone-hearted as Pharaoh,
As forgetful as Your people,
As fearful as Your disciples.
That we might eat and drink of Thee,
And not just remember, but be.
“For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven: a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together…”
Ecclesiastes 3:1, 5
(Liturgical poetry during Lent is inspired by the Ecclesiastes 3:1-8. Photo by Linnea Wheeler)