If you watched him stand up and walk to the pulpit today, you’d never know.
If you lingered and listened to him sing “The Anchor Holds” like a lullaby, you’d never know.
If you sat with rapt attention while he waved about reaching out, you’d never know
that a few years back, he fell off a roof, cracking his world open.
A few years back, he lay in bed with long suffering. Light, constantly shifted about him.
A few years back, a symphony of prayers, visible love and invisible sentinels.
If you’d been in the service today to taste the Easter message, you’d never know
this secondary miracle.
Published on the Ancient Paths Facebook page on July 6, 2019.