let's not talk about that, anything but what you just said we were so
happy we were rejoicing and then you called us down--as you
always do--then you brought us to the ground--no wonder they don't believe in you!

often You're just not fun

and belief is a matter of escape: anything that helps us get away from
these wrecks we wrecked we are ready to run to.

Easter bunnies offering us salvation we will run to

in exchange for our brains we will take anything
For a god who offers
lemon drops we drop every single thing, but when you are King you offer
this sharp reality
this numbing mystery,
this cross
this toil
the trouble, this life... life... life
as it is
and say this: is salvation. And in denying no thing, becoming we, us-selves, ourselves, strapping our backs to the wood of the world, nailed down we
taste the lemon rind of truth and so we find
Transfiguration