Friday, February 24, 2012

Wednesday, 02/22/12

Gospel: Luke 18:9-14
Old Testament: Amos 5:6-15
New Testament: Heb 12:1-14
Psalms: 95, 32, 143, 102, 130

A Butler, a Baker, a Hebrew Dream-Cracker
(from Genesis 40)

A year, two years, have come, are gone. I wait
For Someone's light to pierce this dungeon wall.
I had two friends here; dreams foretold their fate,
Summoned to show their worth at Pharaoh's ball.
The baker's loaves and luscious honey cake
Ought to have sweetened that festival day
Save for his critical, fatal mistake
Of leaving them to cool where ravens prey.
The butler bore the cup of his salvation
With rightful sureness to his master's place
Just as his dream (through my interpretation)
Three days before, saw him restored to grace.
I asked if he could speak a word for me
Before the king; seems he forgot to do
This for me. I had a dream too, when I was young and free
Naively thinking all good dreams come true;
Losing my name, my home, my family
Hope fades to black. Lord, any dream will do!
Create in me a clean heart, O God, and put a new and right
spirit within me.
Do not cast me away from your presence, and do not take your
holy spirit from me.
Restore to me the joy of your salvation, and sustain in me a
willing spirit.

Psalm 51:10-12


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