Radically Happy

We are… hiding.

In a derelict office building
From the zombies

I don’t know
Whether it is magic
Or technology

But the dark owner
Of this soulless place
Is slowly zapping
The hapless workers

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As we watch
One worker
Begins to moan

I cannot quite
Understand the words

But I can tell
He is experiencing
Deep emotions
Of emptiness
Hunger
Despair

And I know
What I must do

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Without thinking
I jump up
Run over
And wrap him
In a bear hug
[like in Thunderbolts]

And I say:

“It is not your fault
You were never meant
To be alone”

And as the other zombies
Slowly converge on me
I hear a voice…

“Very truly I tell you, unless you eat the flesh of the Son of Man and drink his blood, you have no life in you.
Whoever eats my flesh and drinks my blood has eternal life, and I will raise them up at the last day.
For my flesh is real food and my blood is real drink.”

John 6:53-56

Amen.