An Invocation

 

 

God,

Can we end the journey here—at the parade?

We would so rather follow a Jesus who is popular,

Who does what we expect.

We want someone who is a warrior, God,

A warrior and a magician,
Who gets rid of the Herods and Pilates in our lives,
Who heals our wounds with a word.

That’s who you seem to be on this day.

Can we end the journey here?

But that’s not love.

Love moves with us through the jeers and taunts,
Bearing our wounds and scars.

 By the end of this week we will know—

 Love is who you are.

 Come move with us, God.