There is no blame here, 
none to be put upon anyone,
we are only humans after all.

(All but one of the walls of the Temple have crumbled and they blame God.)

There are no honest people that are willing to stand up and say, "No More."
It is there, in the spaces created by deliberate silence, that the doors to his presence are opened wide.
Those are the times when evil grows,
even flourishes,
wasting away everyone's well given dignity,
there is where ideas grow,
they come and they go and they never completely die,
always coming back and taking more than they ever give,
bringing bloody ends to starry dreams.

(for those whose eyes are never fully open.)

See what it is that sends them on their way,
those whose ears are full of noise that never stops and all those sounds that never make any sense.
Woe to you and woe to me,
never being able to see beyond the end of their own noses.
He rushes into all things always trying to distract and pull apart.
(shreds of news and discarded thoughts once thought relevant.)

When he went out into the desert,
he was there,
appearing ot him as if out of nowhere,
wasting no time,
preying upon his identity.

(If you really are the Son fo God...)

Preying on his hunger,
desire for power,
deisre for riches,
to give up the servant life and to reject the will of God.

(those voices later shouted, "Crucify him, Crucify him... We have no King but Caesar...")

Not once, twice, but three times,
denying him, swearing,
"I don't know him!"

Betrayal of innicent blood,
end of a starry eyed dream,
for thirty pieces of silver.

"What you are going to do...Do quickly."

"If you really are the Son of God...would he really ask you tro die?"
To be torn apart, limb from limb, by this crazy pack of wolves.
"Do you really believe?"

(Look, your King comes riding on a donkey...Now he comes carrying a cross.)

(Look, your betrayer is near, even reaching out to kiss you, he even calls you Rabbi.)

"I know who you are,
I was there when God threw you out of heaven...falling like lightning."
You, nor anything you do, or promise, cannot exceed the joyful aftermath that comes to those who believe,
the Son of Man will come on the clouds of heaven and you will be crushed under his heel.
(you cannot destroy God's Temple as long as God lives there.)
From the desert you departed from me for only a while, waiting like hte thief you are for a more opportune time to come.
(as always you came to me at my lowest.)
Asking if I really believed,
"Who is you father?'
speaking of the too heavy burden of sin and offering me a false life line, telling me to depend upon myself.
(As if myself was enough to rely on after denying from where I came.)
You have no power over me if not given to you from beyond.

The presence of evil is sometimes banal,
sometimes it is glamorous and flashy,
grandiose and shallow at the same time,
it's there whenver someone washes their hands and a lamb is led off to the slaughter,
(especially the unborn, innocent, torn from their mother's womb.)
I am there whenever innocence is shattered and stolen,
when self is woshipped and others are ignored.

I will put you behind me,
you will never step back from the front,
up front and center,
looking for all the attention you can get,
never understanding what God says,
never understanding what God means,
when he says,
"the first shall be last and the last shall be first."

T.S. Deary
3 March - 15 March 2023

Palm Sunday

When the time came, 
the disciples did as Jesus said,
they went and found the colt,
untied him,
and brought him to Jesus.

When they entered the city,
all the people praised him.

"Hossanna in the highest!"
"Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord!"
"Blessed is the son of David!"

(All they said was true and he made no effort to silence them!)

Surely he has come to claim his throne,
surely he has come to break the hold of Rome,
Now, God will be avenged, cut for cut and broken bone for broken bone,
God's Messiah will send these Roman armies home.

Jesus will indeed reclaim his throne, he will fulfill all of the scripture,
and in his time make all things new again.

"Hossanna in the highest!"
"Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord!"
"Hossanna in the highest!"

Then he went to the Temple,
ready for what was to come.

T.S. Deary

Ash Wednesday

Because I cae from dust, 
to dust I shall return,
if not for the mercy of God,
and the atonement of the Son.

I believe,
not out of fear,
butout of a desire to be more.

Becasue he knew the Father all along and from the Father he came,
to the Father He went,
fully aware adn fully accepting all the Father asked of Him.

Because I want to remain in the Light,
because I sometimes turn to the darkness,
and because God shows mercy and also calls for repentance,
and to die to the world and to become what he made me to be.

Christ has died.
Christ has Risen!
Christ will come again.

Call me a hypocrite.
Call me a fool.
Christ calls me too and he still calls you.

Here I am now,
here He is too,
alive and fully real,
denial changes nothing,
for you too copme from dust and to dust you shall return,
between the spoken word adn the act is the truth,
denial of the truth is no way to live,
live fully,
not dying forever,
all about self,
betraying all that could be,
(thirty pieces of silver.)

Turn around,
trun around and see,
turn around and believe,
that voice still cries in the desert,
the day of the Lord is at hand,
turn back to God even though you have laughed and turned your back in the past,
(crucify him...We have no KIng but Caesar!)

No, not me, not by far.
No, not me, not by any measure, am I the one who knows it all,
nor do I have nothing to repent from.

I am healed.
He is not dead.
He is not for sale.
He cannot be bought,
everything is paid.

He was not alone when the Spirit led him into the desert.
He was not alone when he was tempted to give in.

He did not turn the stones into bread.
(He could have.)
He did not worship power or dark desires.
(He refused to give in.)

He chose not to live by bread alone.
He chose to worship God and God alone.

Before he said anything else, He said, "Repent!"
He still says, "Repent!"
The Kingdom of Heaven is still at hand!
Coming closer and closer,
asking to be seen and embraced.

T.S. Deary
2/22 - 2/23/23