
(but before saying good bye to a friend.)
In John is the healing pool of Beth-za'tha.
YES
“Do you want to be healed?”
I think the answer is forever:
“Yes”
And when it is asked I
wonder if I am awake.
Yet I fear I will not be so.
I will too much be in my
wound.
Too much lost to
malcontent.
And so I ever pray: “Keep
me awake,
For Your and my sake.”
I think there is a moment
when,
as we sit with those who
mourn
or those who have lost
their way
to good and hopeful things,
a call comes to us one and
all,
“For God’s sake, awake!”
I am not sure it is by a
pool,
a Beth-za'tha in our heart.
But surely it is by a
dream
planted deep before our
birth,
a dream
of hope and
longing for our best
homing,
our awakening anew to
things of eternal worth
But just now pressing homeward.
Where is that home?
in the gentle hand that took mine
for but awhile,
in the lingering of a
friend.
A little child,
both I and he
who longed for a love,
A love that flourishes
above.
“Awake, be stirred, be
cured.”
And then there it is in
Holy Word;
“Arise, take up, and walk.”
The pool has stirred
me awake
from within yet without.
There is a healing
in hand, and smile and
child
willing to stay for
awhile.
And all I can say is,
“Yes.”
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