on netflix
that proclaims that Jesus
never existed. they insist that
there's no proof
that He ever walked the earth.
it disputes everything
that peter, paul
and james ever did or
said, or wrote, or thought.
it's a bunch of made up malarky
the atheist experts proclaim.
road to Damascus, my foot,
it says. virgin birth,
the resurrection three days later?
water into wine, get real, yo.
not even david copperfield
or houdini could pull that off.
i watch it, straight through,
cringing, nervously
clicking my rosary beads together.
they seem pretty smug and sure
of themselves.
i look at the cross
on the bedroom wall,
my bible on the nightstand
underlined according to whatever
drama i've gone through.
i rub my knees
that are calloused and scarred
from decades of kneeling
in hardwood pews.
at the end of the show,
i quickly switch over to watching
it's a wonderful life,
with jimmy stewart
and donna reed.
i really like her.
No comments:
Post a Comment