Such visceral insight on the excruciating impatience Judas must have felt, waiting for that moment of having his feet washed to end. Like coals heaped on his head.
The last lines had me in deep eschatological thought--until I realized it meant the Last Supper--but I appreciate that it's probably purposely left a bit cryptic to make you ask questions about the extent of God's mercy.
Definitely going to follow Michael's work from this!
Levi, I'm fascinated by your comment because this is one of those instances where you're seeing something that is definitely there, but that I didn't fully intend when I wrote it. I was drawn to the imagery in the first stanza for many reasons related to Judas' story, but his death by suicide was not at the front of my mind. So I'll say along with Josiah, "Oh yes. I missed it. Thank you!" 😄 Your reading is brilliant! 👏🏽 I love poetry.
Oh, no way! It's crazy how poetry has a way of creating its own meaning once the words are on the page. Amazing. I appreciare your poetry, keep up the great work!
I wonder about Judas so often. Thank you for this poem! A piece I will add for his picture in my mind that is yet incomplete.
Thank you for reading, Julie!
Such visceral insight on the excruciating impatience Judas must have felt, waiting for that moment of having his feet washed to end. Like coals heaped on his head.
The last lines had me in deep eschatological thought--until I realized it meant the Last Supper--but I appreciate that it's probably purposely left a bit cryptic to make you ask questions about the extent of God's mercy.
Definitely going to follow Michael's work from this!
Josiah, thank you for reading so attentively and thoughtfully. It means a lot to me! ❤️
The cryptic foreshadowing of Judas’ suicide in the first stanza is brilliant.
Levi, I'm fascinated by your comment because this is one of those instances where you're seeing something that is definitely there, but that I didn't fully intend when I wrote it. I was drawn to the imagery in the first stanza for many reasons related to Judas' story, but his death by suicide was not at the front of my mind. So I'll say along with Josiah, "Oh yes. I missed it. Thank you!" 😄 Your reading is brilliant! 👏🏽 I love poetry.
Oh, no way! It's crazy how poetry has a way of creating its own meaning once the words are on the page. Amazing. I appreciare your poetry, keep up the great work!
Oh yes. I missed it. Thank you!
A very touching moment I’ve never meditated on before. Thank you!
Thank you for reading, Liz, and for your encouraging words. 🙏🏽
Gut wrenching. As it should be.
Well-said. Thank you, Joanna.
So powerful and equally, beautiful.
Thank you, Cami! 🙏🏽
Wow.. a creative and serious piece that keeps you solemn. And awed. "While we were yet sinners, Christ died for us."
Yes! Such a simple, stunning verse that captures so much of what's I was meditating on with this poem. Thanks for reading and commenting, Sierra. 🙏🏽
The tender, raw truth of this is breathtaking, friend. A timely read for me this morning, as well.
Thank you, Sarah! So grateful to hear that these were timely words. 🙏🏽