The Gospel Truth - Poem by Joi Alexander
I used to think you could heal the world
Answer prayers and make miracles real.
People fashioned religions to worship your holy name
Your body and blood were my communion meal.
You were the reason the sun rose in the morning.
The one the placed the stars in the sky.
I used to think I could take your hand
and we'd cross the ocean side by side.
The bible was your true life story.
You'd snap your fingers and water became wine.
To me the alpha and the omega
Shone visions of the anointing in your eyes.
You were the stormy waters at Galilee
The Balm in the mountain side at Gilead
The reason people stood up in church and screamed Hallelujah! from the choir stands.
But then your omnipotence faded
and equivocation replaced.
I no longer looked at you
and saw Holiness in your face.
I recognized the makings of a man.
A mere mortal, rudimentary and flawed.
You were no more than the usual,
Nothing truly extraordinary at all.
But I found peace in your regularity
and fell in love with your imperfections
I no longer felt unworthy of you
And at peace with my own in-corrections
I'm enamored with your humility
I find no fault in your mistakes of youth
Im happily in love with this human man
And that's the gospel truth
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