Today we have the ninth and final in my series of poems on the Trinity. Today’s style is, of course, a sonnet.
In many ways it tells my personal journey of understanding God, and Jesus in particular. Even now, I still sometimes feel like Jesus is the person of the Trinity I know least, even though — on the face of it — he should be the most easily relatable. Being neuro-diverse, I suppose the idea that Jesus was ‘human like me’ either didn’t click with me, or just wasn’t something I put much stock in. I wanted a holy God, I didn’t care if he was human. Also, there were two other persons in the Trinity —what about them?
When I was younger, I remember praying in frustration about the narratives I kept hearing. I said, ‘Why does everyone always go on about Jesus? It’s “Jesus this, Jesus that, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus.” It’s not like he’s the be-all-and-end-all!’
In response the Holy Spirit gave a gentle cough and said, ‘So what do you think he meant when he said, “I am the Alpha and the Omega?”’
It has helped to learn that we come to God through the Son, and this is OK. Also, the Father and the Spirit point to the Son — and doing so doesn’t make them any less God. In some ways, it’s like a certain saying from a sci-fi series Babylon 5: ‘The truth points to itself.’
A sonnet on the Trinity
In church, they always mentioned Jesus first,
As if we all had felt that social thirst
For God-like-us who we could get to know,
Whose holy tent was staked on earth below.
I did not want a solo deity
For I had heard that God is Trinity,
And with the shame-free boldness of my youth
I pushed the Son aside in search for truth.
The irony’s not lost upon me now,
For Jesus is the who and why and how;
Though I may frown at empty Jesus talk
He is the one through whom we rise and walk.
Both Father and the Spirit point toward
The one who is our brother, King and Lord.
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