“The Kingdom of God is a party!” So says Tony Campolo (and Robert Farrar Capon, and John Crowder, and Ben Dunn, and Sara Miles, and Bruce Chilton, and Hafiz…need I go on?), but so few people believe this.
I’ve mentioned previously my admiration for what Bruce Sanguin is attempting with a genuinely tradition-honoring yet scientifically-sensitive approach to Christian spirituality. So imagine my delight in a recent reading of If Darwin Prayed when I discover this poem – a feast for those who hunger after Jesus in all his subversive fullness. Enjoy!
Send in the Clowns
john 2:1–11
O Holy One,
what good news it is
that when the wine of abundant life gives out,
you find a way to keep the celebration going.
Just when we are convinced that the worst thing
that can happen is what always happens,
you send bright signs
that the party has just begun.
Just when we are happy to descend into despair,
you send in the clowns
and place party hats atop our frowning faces,
daring us just to try to not smile.
Into this world of wonder,
your beloved Cosmic Celebrant came,
with the last word on the subject—
silencing the political party poopers
and the religious prudes—
pronouncing blessing without end
and no good reason to stop the music.
Hallelujah! Blessed is your name.
Amen.
zoecarnate 
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