Acts Of Faith From The Gospel Of Luke Poem by Daniel Brick

A poem for Sonya

Which of His miracles do you carry
closest to your heart? Is it Cana,
when the young man who would never
marry, never father, never enjoy
enjoy domestic life still began his ministry
celebrating the beginning of a couple's
quite ordinary domestic life with a gift of wine?

Or is it an event near the town
of Nain, when He felt compassion
for a widow about to bury her only son?
And He said simply, 'Young man, I tell you:
get up, ' and then gave him to his mother.
And then he left to find his disciples,
as the crowd exclaimed, 'God visits His People.'

Or perhaps you are awed when he ascended
the mountain with three disciples, and His face
changed and His clothes became sparkling white, and
Moses and Elijah spoke with their Lord face to face?
Does your faith increase when from a tumbling
cloud, the voice of God thunders,
'This is My Son, the Chosen One: Listen to Him? '

Or is the genuine miracle for you
the consequence over time as people
followed the Parable of the Good Samaritan,
about a simple man whose charity has moved
so many ordinary people to exceed the norm.
And Jesus merely pointed this man, saying,
'Go, and do the same yourself.'

Or is the miracle closest to your heart
simply the almost forgotten mother, who
treasured her child's deeds and words
in her heart, and let go of Him to perform
His mission among strangers, only to be
reunited with Him at the cross,
where He died a human death in her fixed gaze.