Oh, right—she was not given one!
This woman, so we are told
She was healed.
This woman rose from
She did not ask, “Please, let me follow you.”
She did not run for the Rabbi and shout out, “Look at me, I have been made well…
look, look, look.”
Instead, she did what came naturally…
Peter was given the ‘keys’ to the Church. (it has been said)
Perhaps an extra set should have
been made for this nameless
Imagine what the Church might
I trust ALL would be welcomed.
There would be no need to express
who or what runs the place.
People would run in and out—
a fresh plate of cookies just
out of the oven would be the incense spilling into the
—church would begin when two or
three were gathered
—when those who held grudges finally embraced
—when someone without a shirt
discovered one on the clothes line…
just the right size
—when someone homeless found shelter
and heard the words, ‘Welcome home.’
—when someone hungry
arrived just when bread came
out of the oven and was asked to ‘break’ it for each
Let us build a church
NOT a structure.
Let us be a ‘body’
visibly held together by
hands that bless
hearts broken enough
spirits that sing
to the glory
of what is
and about which
we are invited ‘into’ every day…
Can I hear an