That Wedding


You weren’t ready, Jesus;

Not time yet to come from the shadows,

But she jumped you into it.

“Do what he says”, your mother insisted,


Did you take a deep breath there –

The risk of acting or not acting

Balancing on the slender thread

of darkness or disclosure?


So this is how you showed yourself

On that first occasion,

Organising a piss up in a brewery,

And a good one at that.


I hope the couple stayed together,

Remained faithful and full of joy.

Undoubtedly they had their troubles.

And in their darker days did they remember

a very good vintage?


So this is Kingdom:

A party where the good wine flows

And the empty bottle makes a lens

For gazing at a glimpse of God.

(c) Meg Gilley