Jesus decides to become a bomb

Strapping words to his belly

and actions about his feet

he sets out to upend the people

and challenge us to think

living trust

times there are when words are spittle

spat upon waves from mouths spewing lies

and we are drawn to drink it in

times there are when we sit in boats

floating toward a distant rock

no rudder no oar to move is toward from the shore

times there are when speakers stammer

to speak new words from texts that hammer

faithful trust beyond impressions

these times are all too much

but we carry them with heads held up

our bodies broken our spirits intact