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Missing: God Incarnate
Last month I lost Jesus.
Maybe he is not lost,
but I cannot find him
even in usual places.
I couldn’t find him in my prayers.
I couldn’t find him in my church.
I couldn’t find him in the hymnal.
I couldn’t find him in the Bible.
If I mislaid keys, you’d ask,
“Where did you put them last?”
I am not sure where I put Christ last.
Even if I knew, would he be there still?
Or would he have simply wandered off?
Maybe to watch over a falling sparrow,
or to catch fish while strolling across a lake,
or to salvage another stray sinner like me?
Should I nail a “Missing” sign
next to a lost cat poster?
Or maybe offer a reward
on the side of milk cartons?
I hope I find him soon.
I’m feeling lost myself.
Mark D. Stucky has degrees in religious studies, pastoral ministry, and communications. After being a pastor,
he became a technical and freelance writer. In his day job, he’s documented technology products (ranging from building automation to satellite
communications). In free time, he’s written articles, stories, and poems on a variety of (usually spiritual) topics. He believes
in following facts and faith, understanding other perspectives, preserving the earth, protecting the vulnerable, and saving
the world (or at least trying to). For more writings, see cinemaspirit.info.
October 2023 Issue