And who’s to say
that Christ won’t come again
in a body
in that body
the one we’ve gotten used to
the one we have seen in paintings
and pictures
but not photographs
but instead of being born again unto a virgin
in a cowshed
or descending out of the sky
the Christ
the anointed one
comes again
for the first time
into your heart?
I mean
it was a surprise the first time
even then,
over 2000 years ago.
They expected a king.
They expected someone to lead them out
of slavery to the foreign army
to lead them back
to who they really were
as people
chosen by God.
Instead they got this guy
born illegitimately
born in poverty
raised in a nowhere backward town
who spoke of a different kind of
freedom, a different kind of return
to who they were.
It wasn’t a revolution
it wasn’t a rebellion.
He didn’t come to be a king
but to point them back
to the only King
they ever needed.
He wanted to lead them out
of slavery
not to the Romans
but thinking anybody
was over them
other than God.
Why can’t it be that
surprising again?
Why can’t it be that
the second coming
doesn’t happen
in the Holy Land
but in your heart
right where you are
right as you are
right now?
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