A Positively Poetic Priest

Almighty God, whose blessed Son was led by the Spirit to be tempted by Satan: Come quickly to help us who are assaulted by many temptations; and, as you know the weaknesses of each of us, let each one find you mighty to save; through Jesus Christ your Son our Lord, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, now and for ever. Amen. (First Sunday in Lent BCP 218) Coming into this year's Lent, I think we are all a little bit more aware of our own temptations and weaknesses. We know how much we long, desire, need to have certain small things in our lives that we have been trying to do without for quite a while. I am reminded of a web comic I saw (https://xkcd.com/2419/) which has a graph of hug counts by year. The alt-text reads "I've never been that big of a hug person, but it turns out I'm not quite this small of a hug person either." Meaning, even the author of the comic, a nerdy physicist, has recognized his need for more hugs after this past year...

Today I wrote two it seems. Sometimes this poetry thing is quite a surprise to me.  Mr. Cohen had a point When he sang that cracks Are how the light gets in Cracks are also how we can hear the waves Of music wobbling through Down the time soaked corridors From when you and I tried to fathom How we could be alone together And feel a wholeness we did not know How it pains me to admit My weakness as my strength My heart still seeks to love Despite the world's greatest efforts Though we strive perfection's way We rebel with honest integrity And the idiocyncracies of each machine Reminding us of imperfection's endearing qualities  Love is a crack we were not meant to find Without the maturity to understand Yet who could understand the holy trinity  Of faith and hope and love divine  Without the immaturity of time We grow more intricate, every passing thought Making what is solid impermeable  Giving light a third quality, white the culmination of all the colors, joy...