Reading 9, from The Heart of Being Brother

   Christ came into my room the other day                 And stood there,

         And I was bored to death,       

I had work to do.
               I wouldn’t have minded
                 if he’d been crippled or something
                  … I do well with cripples!
                         but he just stood there…
              all face and with that damned guitar.
                    I didn’t ask him to sit down…
                          He’d have stayed all day.
                Let’s be honest…
                      you can be crucified just so often…
                           then you’ve had it.
                   I mean you’re useless, no good to God,
                            let alone to anybody else. 

                 So I said to him after a while,
                     “Well, what’s up? What is it you want?”
                            and he laughed… stupid!
                     Said he was just passing by and
                         thought he’d say “Hello”.
                     Great!… I said “Hello”… So he left.
                             And I was damned mad!
                   I couldn’t even listen to the radio.
                        I went and got some coffee…
                     The trouble with God is
                          He always comes at the wrong time
                                 and in the wrong garb…

My notes:

I am thankful to so many great Brothers, liberal humanists all. And unsung Saints too. 

Source: Edmund CLT

Image: Edmund Schools