Your Holiness & My Loneliness
This poem was discovered by on the door of a Chaplaincy at a hospital in Africa . . . I was hungry and you held meetings to discuss my existential needsI was imprisoned and you crept off quietly to pray for my releaseI was persecuted and you explained how Christ was also persecutedI was sick and you knelt down and thanked God for your healthI was homeless and you preached on the spiritual shelter of God’s loveI was lonely and you left me alone and said you would intercede for meYou seem so holy, yet I am still very lonely!Dr.…