Sunday Afternoon Poetry: “Sit and Think of Jesus”

by Lindsey Funtik, Coordinator of Volunteer Ministries, Ashland First United Methodist Church,  Ashland, Ohio.

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Sit and think of Jesus. 
Run your cloudy gaze over the black tumult of His hair,

swept to and fro by the 
Galilee breeze.

He could redirect gales and gusts 
without a thought,
but see Him close His eyes and 
relish what belongs to Him.
Think of His wildness, 
His power, 
the quiet way He placed both aside so as to have
campfire breakfasts with 
some ragtag nobodies.
Ponder calloused hands,
execution scars, 
tufty knuckles, 
a gentle touch--
did His fingerprints swirl, 
as unassuming and unique 
as ours?
Think of Jesus Christ--God, Holy and Saving.
Think of Jesus of Nazareth--God who gets it.
Sit and really think of 
brother
and rabbi
and King. 
Do you, like me, sag with relief to still find Him there, 
at the center of all things?

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Cross-posted from "Reflections on Faith, Words, and The Holiness of Today"