Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Among the Dead

From Blog08

Father, all-alive,
    I walk among the living dead,
    The zombies of this world
    With souls alive but spirits dead.
    They follow pleasure for awhile,
    And pleasure serves them well
    Until it leaves them worn and dry,
    Trudging though a desert of sin,
    Climbing exhausting mountains--
    Deceptive mountains of self-actualization
    That lead to tar pits of despair
    And wildernesses of self-satisfaction.

    But your word can call the dead to life
    Can give the spirit bones and flesh
    And make it dance and sing for you.
    Release your word.
        Uncork our mouths.
            Unstick our tongues
    That words of life may flow out freely;
    That some now dead may live.

I have not come to call the righteous but sinners to repentance.

--Jesus, in Luke 5:32

NOTE: I've altered the face in the photo. Could the living dead person be your neighbor? Your friend? Your relative? You?
What if that person came alive spiritually?

Photo and poem ©2008 James L. Swindle

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