signs

“And he sighed deeply in his spirit and said, “Why does this generation ask of a sign?  Truly I tell you, no sign will be given to this generation.”  Mark 8:12

neck stained, eyes searching

through the rain streaked windows

for the street signs marking the intersection

of Privilege and Uncaring,

we miss the chance to

turn down the street of sighs

where we could find

strength in weakness,

healing in forgiveness,

life in serving,

grace in letting go of pride;

and

you, waiting by the side

of the road, hoping for a lift.

© 2019 Thom M. Shuman