“‘Is not this the carpenter, the son of
Mary and brother of James and Joses and Judas and Simon, and are not his
sisters here with us?’” Mark 6:3
you watch
(not trying to laugh)
as we hammer our thumbs,
saw boards too short,
get so much glue on our hands
that our fingers stick together;
then you come
in your sawdusty coveralls,
your sweat stained hat,
your faded corduroy shirt, and
mend the cracks in our relationships,
clear the pipes so
living water flows freely,
caulk the windows in our hearts
so that the evil one’s cold breath
cannot slip in, then mopping your face
and washing your hands, you ask,
“got anything to eat
for a hunger handyman?”
© 2020 Thom M. Shuman
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