Jesus of Nazareth
Here is the man for all seasons:
Overflowing with joy,
Intimate with sorrow,
Hospitable to sinners,
Nemesis of evil,
Tempted in all ways,
Innocent of all wrongdoing,
At home in lonely places.
The life of the party,
Who turns water into wine, (just because he can)
Who multiplies loaves and fishes, (just because he cares)
But who denies help to his cousin John as he languishes in prison,
Who refuses to help himself when he staggers in a desert
or groans from a cross.
He goes up on mountains and down in valleys,
He preaches to thousands
but takes time for any lone beggar,
He leaves banquets to visit the sick ward.
He is silent when talking would help his cause,
and talkative when silence seems most prudent.
He is rude with bullies and phonies and prigs,
and tender with losers and seekers and penitents.
He is with us when we soar on wings as eagles,
and with us, too, when we can’t walk for fainting.
And everywhere in between.
~ Mark Buchanan, Spiritual Rhythm