The Distraction
The Fourth after
Trinity,
When liturgy renewing
its One way
Mocked Divinity.
Whether
intentional,
(Perhaps
egotistical),
Or a knowledge
sophistical,
It nonetheless smacked
of the atheistical.
While offering the
Great Thanksgiving
The Prayers of the
People were read
For those passed
and for the living.
But so revised it was
something dread.
The reader not a
layman
But the ordinary
leader,
Voicing like a
shaman
To his own glory a
feeder.
Indeed, a disastrous
distraction
By one who knows
better.
His free-form
liturgical infraction
Chose himself and
to God locked in fetter.
The local congregation
Astonished and not
amused,
And knowing its
place and station
To the ordinary
reader should they accuse
And bring him
before
The Body of Christ?
Perhaps this
distraction they would ignore
And to the bins of
history dice.
But this
distraction should be addressed,
Observing
repentance and forgiveness,
And not without
acknowledging those distressed
Disciples
observing the abuse of God’s liturgical business.
© 2023 Worth Earlwood Norman Jr
