March 16, 2008
Taken From: John 4:1-26
Illustration by Grace Ellen Schiel
he rides Zechariah’s donkey into the city,
crowds before and behind him
shout hosannas, wave palm branches
declare him king.
He is not like the conquerors
who’ve come before him or those who
will come after. He speaks of a seed
and death; a grain of wheat in the
soil as if in a tomb, dies; free from
its encasement, it becomes
plant, its many grains resurrection fruit.
He fulfills his kingly role by dying;
reproduces his life in others
rules by the allegiance
of the heart; by love.
We who are his live the same way,
die to ourselves; to follow him
the sum of our duty; to be where
he is, the sum of our reward.