My Mom is just like Yeshua

Like Samuel in his linen ephod,  a little girl hearing the voice of the LORD (only, she was taken from her father, not given to the LORD) Like Solomon, hearing a bereaved mother [only, make that a bereaving mother, and (how is this possible?) a five-year-old Shlomo] Like Tamar at twelve, violated, with no avengingContinue reading “My Mom is just like Yeshua”

The Hebrew Lives

Papyrus whispers words of refuge: “Shelter here, little one, Where killers cannot find you. Shelter here, little one, We the reeds will hide you.” Hide, Hebrew! The woman who never knew his father sings,  “Egypt will adore you, Prince among men,  Egypt will adore you, Now here among friends.” Return, Hebrew! Unearthly visions echo: “DeliveranceContinue reading “The Hebrew Lives”

Nathaniel’s Cry

Before Philip called you, when you were under the fig tree, I saw you. (John 1:48) How I have tried To duck under fig  Leaf covers Concealed as nectar  In clover Hiding without And seething within. How long, oh LORD? Vashti, deposed.  For what? Esther’s ascension.  Elijah’s ascension. Ahab’s wrath and Herod’s.  Will You forgetContinue reading “Nathaniel’s Cry”

Resurrection of Torah

Crumbling letters litter  The ground underfoot  Truth trampled far Too  Long. Words all but Forgotten. Words of life meeting  The very dust of the earth, Kissing the soles of the unworthy. Polished and lofty,  Perched far above, Traditions of men  Crown the meeting places, Perched to judge the ancient words Poised to reinterpret, To mingleContinue reading “Resurrection of Torah”