The big names, the large monuments came out of homespun,
the tent door, the open courtyard, the commonality of community;
they all knew each other;
they met Jesus together.
The consuming fire burnt up the small ground,
licked the simple focus of those not distracted by wide streets and running water, theater, arena, temple, lust for life, family business.
Born of God is borne of God and carries past the culture,
past the expectation of everyman, of education and titles--we did not choose Him, He chose us.
So speak with passion, question in earnest, find Him in the solitude He seeks away from Telemid (sp).
To be little Christ--the revelation is enough commendation,
enough permission to leave everything, all things to follow the Messiah.
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