Brevity

On this second day of Easter I woke up thinking Hooray!  Once again, He is Risen!  This was the day, when my children were small, we would go out on a walk scouting signs of new life.  This is the day that life begins again, no matter how much life has gone over the dam, under the bridge. Now is the time to take a breath... and begin again.

I preach short.

I have always

Preached short.

Even thirty years in,

When I preach,

My sermons

Are short.

Years ago,

An associate,

I always thought

I was asked to preach

Christmas and Easter

Because I preached short.

Now I wonder if I was asked

To preach

Because I left room

For breathing.

Perhaps sometimes

There is more to brevity

Than mere brevity.

Perhaps.