Honorable Mention 2010 Utmost Christian Poetry Contest $100
About this Christian Poet:
Donna Wallace teaches, writes, and bicycles in Winston Salem, North Carolina. She is a graduate of Gordon-Conwell Theological Seminary and budding Christian writer. Donna is grateful to friends, family, and mentors in the faith and in writing who have shepherded her through fields of literary joy and trial.
About this Poem:
After a trip to Israel last year and studying the Jesus of the gospels closely many times, I began to notice dust and sweat and dirt under his fingernails. It seems he is always on the road, calling, healing, restoring, forgiving—the list is endless. But the hope and help that Christ brings also stirs up our anxieties about him. This poem comes from my own perplexity about a Christ who is spiritually whole and pure, yet lives and moves in the filth of human suffering and sin. (It was also fun giving him a set of wheels—since he usually walked or took a boat or donkey!)
based on Luke 10:31–37
You are not above kickin' up dust
crossing plains and priests
wrong turns and dead ends
Lord you know them like the back of your hand
God in grease monkey coveralls oiled and calloused
find me roadside, stalled not sure if I'm empty,
broke, low on oil or just plain worn out
Jesus how far have you come?
Christ, who told you not to bother?
O God, how much is this gonna cost me?
mercy me, mercy me
dust cloud enfolds me.
Copyright ©2010 by Donna Wallace