We have set aside our treasures
and unearthed the familiar
of your voice on the pages of the Gospels
to find you in the flesh as the Son of God.
Every parable seems written with a message
reserved for our ears
We have turned off the bright lights
and walked out of consumer packages
promising so much contentment.
We have taken in so much information
and been led to so many sources,
but we are choosing silence.
We are choosing the source of all sources
and learning to forget some new-fangled ways,
so that we can rediscover our foundation.
So that we can see the faces
waiting for our eyes.
We have held your hand on the Via Dolorosa
and cried with you and asked to bear your cross.
And you have carried our tears with each heavy load
into a time of resurrection.