The Naked Truth (about This; Love)

 This thoroughfare offers much to applaud

Free to enjoy, by the grace of God

This thoroughfare of push and shove

Of glittered grit and grin

Of failure’s temporary glove

And triumph’s weathered skin

This constant attempt to succeed

In this most human race

Where we are all creatures of need

Dependent on God’s grace

This place of ‘all-first-timers here’

Learning though our mistakes

Where longing whets the tender tear

And laughter heals its aches

Where all we have can leave a hole

Beyond the reach of Touch

A hunger we cannot console

With food, fortune and such

Where love stripped of pretentious noise

And vain-glorious pride

Stands naked in its tomb of toys

With nothing left to hide

Where all it boasts is not enough

‘til we discover This;

The height of happiness and love

Is found through what one gives

© Janet Martin

 As Jesus looked up, he saw the rich putting their gifts into the temple treasury.  

 He also saw a poor widow put in two very small copper coins.  

 “Truly I tell you,” he said, “this poor widow has put in more than all the others.  

 All these people gave their gifts out of their wealth; 

but she out of her poverty put in all she had to live on.”

Luke 21:1-4