This year at The Table we’re teaching through the Gospel of John. This has been a book that has always fascinated me. One of the things I decided to do through this has been to write a poem from each of the sections we’re covering. I’ll post these in order through the year.
I suppose a lot of folks would be happy to write or read another theological blog about a book of the Bible. A lot of times I believe the arts can say what we’re trying to say. What our souls might wanna say. I prefer the latter at this stage in my life with Christ. Art always says what words don’t seem to be able to. Music and poetry always mean what conversations try to mean, what we don’t seem to be able to say.
Up first is “Word” from John 1:1-18.
Flesh and Blood Bone and Skin Somewhere Before time could even begin Way before any tick-tock Before anything even reared its head Somewhere Before light could spread There was a Word Way before the dark ran roughshod all over us Before the great break occured Somewhere There was a Word Flesh and Blood Bone and Skin Somehow In a Word Healing would begin