In Error

It grieves me to hear
men in the afternoon
of life wrangling like
its the morning.
There are sixty year
old men still booming
over the inerrancy of
scripture instead of
growing quieter and
quieter, learning theĀ 
verses of bird song.

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13 Comments

  1. nwhannas on October 20, 2012 at 2:37 pm

    Yes.

  2. kateri on October 20, 2012 at 2:51 pm

    Oh, my. Yes! Your poetry sings.

  3. Sarah Bessey (@sarahbessey) on October 20, 2012 at 3:31 pm

    Selah.

  4. Diana Trautwein on October 20, 2012 at 4:37 pm

    Once again, this is the word that I breathe out when reading anything at your place, “Oh, God!” And I’m pretty sure I’m not swearing, either. SO true here. And sad. And frustrating at times, too.

  5. Peg Richards on October 21, 2012 at 11:46 am

    Exquisite!

  6. Aaron McHugh on October 21, 2012 at 3:34 pm

    good going John. may it be true for you and me when we get there.

  7. Philip James on October 22, 2012 at 9:04 pm

    Thank you for these courageous words that speak to the fear in me.

  8. hisfirefly on October 24, 2012 at 5:13 pm

    Growing quieter. Shrinking. Less of us, more of Him. When will we learn?
    Beautiful and sad.

  9. edcyzewski (@edcyzewski) on October 24, 2012 at 5:19 pm

    Amen. And growing “in” the quiet.

  10. nacoleat6inthesticks on October 24, 2012 at 5:23 pm

    Ah, beautiful.

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  12. Sandra Heska King on March 27, 2014 at 7:12 pm

    Shhh…

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