Sweet Emmanuel

Chocolate milk in the morning,
knee-high hugs good-bye,
chocolate-spotted suit pants,
dark stains that won’t dry.

In what disguise will he turn up today?
Distressing, calm, or well?
It seems he sleeps and wakes within us,
sweet, Sweet Emmanuel.

We are each a Christ to one another,
each harnessing a dove.
We are Christ to each other,
loving and being loved.  








A Song for Christ-Everywhere

He is not separate from the baby
nor far from the man,

not separate from the child
nor far from the woman,

not separate from the giver
nor far from the thief,

not separate from the faithful
nor far from the doubting,

not separate from the penitent,
nor far from the prideful.

He is all in all.  Emmanuel.

He never retreats,
but always chases.

I catch him looking at me through my little ones’ eyes,
the browns, blues, greens.

He lives in each of us, in all of our humanity.
The birth of God on earth –
the sanctification of our humanity, our daily life –
makes us capable of holiness,
for God is all in all.

“I made known to them your name and I will make it known, that the love with which you loved me may be in them and I in them.”  (John 17:26)