Laments and Joy

And in this day we still complain just as our ancestors did,
and we gossip as much as any,
and some days our community seems deserted.
Bitterly we cry and complain.
When comfort is offered, we are looking away.
We turn away.
Even in the sanctuary, we moan.
Even in the narthex, we complain.
In fellowship hall, we speak harshly these days.
In righteous community, we rebel.
God forgives.
He hears the pain, overlooks the groans.
Cry out when you can;
He hears.
He forgives.
He blesses.
Joy in the Word.
Joy to the World.

(c) Tom Bolton, 31 October 2013, Milwaukee

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