Search
  • Randy Nabors

REFORMATION SUNDAY

Where is your jar to draw with, A promised flow of water To never thirst again? This dry soul’s not pretty My life is as I wear it Filthy rags Mark not my pity But my shame. One among a brood of vipers What I made and did not make Whence, and from whom, I’m come; Criminals die upon the rack So justice ends the game. As a slug dissolves in salt So ants will come to feast, Tease me not with deals for mercy Or bribes for God That hold no succor From Law’s campaign. God’s fury my future, A payment for my past. Sir, give me this water Springing up or falling down Like everlasting rain! No papal indulgences This Reformation Day No clerics script To cover existential guilt No hair cloth on skin Appeases God for sin, Masochistic self-flagellation A waste of pain.

“If you asked of me,” you said Water That gives life to the dead, The penitent’s proper sacrament A simple faith to ask. I need the belt of Truth to grasp A righteousness not my own Which is all there ever could be, for sinners such as me. The Lamb’s propitious pain suffices for my gain. Randy Nabors, Oct. 31, 2014

0 views0 comments

Recent Posts

See All

THE CHURCH MILITANT

THE CHURCH MILITANT By Randy Nabors FIT TO FIGHT It kind of amused me when I realized that the Army wanted me to be as healthy as possible before they sent me to war.  The Army didn’t want me to go to

SHOW SOME RESPECT

SHOW SOME RESPECT! BY Randy Nabors I have a friendly name.  Actually it’s my middle name, which I prefer, and I think it sounds friendly because it ends with a “y.”  My friends call me Randy. I know o

ESSAY ON RACISM

RACISM BY Randy Nabors Racial discussions in America are full of rhetorical flourish, phrases, and powerful words which sometimes are not clearly defined, or not universally accepted.  Even when there

The New City Network

Our coalition of churches is committed to common goals so that we might encourage, learn from, and support each other.

© 2020 The New City Network