Sunday 14th March

The centurion (Luke 7:1-10)

Sometimes you just know.

I’ve trained

So many men:

Each one unique,

But some whose demeanour

Let me know

They would rise quickly

Through the ranks.

So too this rabbi.

Though there is much

I do not understand,

Posted to a strange people,

With a perplexing faith

Which somehow draws me.

I’d seen him

As I dutifully watched the crowds

For signs of discontent,

Yet listened too

To words of grace

So deeply unfamiliar.

So of course I sent for him,

Later realising

I did not even need him here.

And, by some miracle

I do not claim

To understand,

The healing came.

By Jeannie Kendall