This is one of the 53 poems I wrote during my sabbatical this past summer. I was going to post one or several of the ones wrestling through burnout and uncomfortable emotions and such, but decided maybe I’d start with a more playful one. Just thinking about some of the craziness and goodness of God becoming a human.
This particular poem was written on my super-fab-900-miles-of-Kansas-highways-in-three-days trip–three of the verses at Horsethief Reservoir west of Jetmore and four of the verses at a Starbucks in Dodge City.
