We almost decide to pass it up,
this drab French cathedral encased in scaffolding.
But inside. Inside, it is different
full of light glowing in
from stained glass windows.
So too the ancient
faith in the Lord Jesus,
from the outside
is grimy, disused,
the province of rules,
and prissy people,
dusty with the accretion of centuries
from whose who haven’t quite
got it right or tended it with due diligence
Inside it glows,
saying “Trust me,
your life is in my hands.
Ask me to satisfy your needs.
and I will fill your hungry heart.
Come to me, all who are thirsty,
And I will pour my living waters
into your soul.
Come, eat me, drink me,
and I will give you peace.”