Hello, friends!
This is my first poem inspired by the Holy Week prompts I posted on Instagram! Happy reading…✨
what causes a crowd who
welcomed You with praise
to turn on You within a week,
demanding blood?
oh, the power of delusional expectations…
You entered and I answered with joy,
making way for You into the fortress of my heart,
laying down my cloak and willing to lay down my very life
for the King of majesty.
but something changed in my loyalties when
You walked a rocky path spattered with Your own blood
and bid me walk beside You.
this, You whisper, is the test of my love, begging it to become
a love that is not contingent on bloated expectations,
but a love that trusts even when
blood runs into the eyes
and pain carves canyons in the heart.
You ask for humility, not royal robes…
my loyalty, not only my cloak.
Laurel Luehmann 