06-05-2023, 07:08 AM
Hazel Motes
Where you come from is gone, where you thought you were going to never was there, and where you are is no good unless you can get away from it.
Flannery O’Connor, Wiseblood
I knew the truth
when Hazel Motes led the way
in his broke down Chevrolet
around those Georgia hills
into downtown Macon where he preached
from the top of his hood
The Church of Christ without Christ.
No greater glory have I seen
in one man alone
than his passion, his stations of the cross,
just another crazy man
loosed from his home without destiny
a parable of one who follows his misplaced life
to its always apocalyptic end
determined to take God along.
Where you come from is gone, where you thought you were going to never was there, and where you are is no good unless you can get away from it.
Flannery O’Connor, Wiseblood
I knew the truth
when Hazel Motes led the way
in his broke down Chevrolet
around those Georgia hills
into downtown Macon where he preached
from the top of his hood
The Church of Christ without Christ.
No greater glory have I seen
in one man alone
than his passion, his stations of the cross,
just another crazy man
loosed from his home without destiny
a parable of one who follows his misplaced life
to its always apocalyptic end
determined to take God along.