Show Your Power

A literary lament. A dirge, of sorts, and a mourning with those that mourn. 

“He that believes in me, the works that I do shall he do also, and greater works than these shall he do.” 

Does anyone really believe this? 

Do any actually walk the earth who do 

what He does or did? 

It’s been almost 2000 years.  

Evangelists, preachers, apostles, prophets, believers, followers, missionaries, apostles... 

Where are those that believe on Him, 

who will not just pray, 

but heal 

the flu by laying on hands, 

without medication, therapy or vaccination? 

I call bull! 

Who will raise the dead at these quarterly massacres 

and prove their righteous monotheistic power 

and successional authority holds any weight? 

Show up, Christians! Mormons! Catholics! 

Where are your beliefs and your believers? 

Who will heal the blindness by spitting in dirt 

and anointing the eyes 

like the Jesus we claim to follow? 

Who will cast out demons 

(or even acknowledge they exist!) 

and their impounded implements 

and heal the lepers, 

the cancers, 

the Lyme’s, 

rejecting 20 rounds of antibiotics 

or 30 rounds of chemo? 

Where are you (we!), believers??? 

I don’t know that I believe 

that our national, traditional belief holds power 

when we parade and wave the flag 

but have nothing to show for it 

but pristine lawns and whited sepulchres. 

“They draw near to me with their lips 

but their hearts are far from me.” 

Tonight, I see disillusion in my heart. 

“Show your power, oh Lord, our God.” 

We sing it 

but do we believe it? 

I don’t know.