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Berkeley / Los Angeles / Ireland


by Ward Stothers

Omnipotent Christ
Help us help you
Care for the children
In this lifetime above the ground.

Loose their laughter, flow their tears
Like a sedative
Sleeping war, stilling violence
Imparting giggles of blasting innocence,
Elevating life to redeemed levels
 Of truce in neighboring, world sandboxes.

Don’t let nations swirl in preoccupation over
‘Who’s the greatest’,
Making idols, grabbing your essence, Lord
That we fail to hear shy voices in song
Or fail to see with their eyes
No grid, no agenda reality,
Of truth and love.

This day your day, God
Wheel them safely around injury,
Far from the clutch and choke of illness
Free from the butt end of injustice,
To grow up in Christ
Everywhere in the world
Digging in the dirt of a peaceful backyard
Playing hours of hosted games on front yard concrete
Welcoming the chant of your applauding Trinity:
Your arms are mercy, Lord.

And “Whoever welcomes this little child
In my name
Welcomes me.
And whoever welcomes me,
Welcomes the One who sent me.
For who is least among you all—
That one is the greatest.”

Copyright © 2004 Ward Stothers