Jesus, you chase that old fox out of the hen house.
Threats won’t distract you from your healing ministry.
With sorrowful compassion, you pursue your resistant children,
Cast out demons of greed and war,
Speak truth to power.
Empire’s stones don’t scare you
Prophets are killed.
Their words live on.
You transcend even death.
The third day unleashes abundant remarkable life.
Resurrection turns the world upside down with possibility.
Even hens and foxes might live in peace?
Mothering God, nurtured under your wing,
We’ll rise up together declaring,
“Blessed is the one who comes in the name of the Lord!”
By Melissa Hinnen
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