a voice crying out in the postmodern wilderness

Don't Tell Anyone

Jesus said don’t tell anyone, I think
with a wink. Keep those secrets inside
as they melt within you. (Remember
that dude he raised on the way to Tyre?)
Lewis said joy is consummated when
shared. How hard it must have been. I wonder
if I would’ve whispered into my wife’s hair
so as not to wake the children, or looked around
with my arm around a buddy to fill him in.
They probably did, and I probably would have, too.

Through Whom He Speaks

His Particular Particles