Diana Darby ** "I V" ** Intravenous

Jesus Without God

I can imagine Jesus
without God
sitting at a restaurant
ordering steak and eggs
trying to remember what on earth
he is doing here.
No direction.
No blessed father telling him his mission.
Just Jesus sitting at a counter in his long white robe
eating bite after greasy bite.
Would he turn to crime?
Penniless and lost.
Or would his innate goodness prevail
and lead him to his divine work?
Would Jesus have a clue what he should be doing with his life
without God to guide him?
Or would he catch a bus to Mexico
and spend day after day lying in the sun
drinking tequila?
Without God
I fear Jesus would be a lost soul
haunted by dreams of crucifixes and Hebrews.
Men and women would be instinctively drawn to him
but he would be lost as to why.
He would spend days in front of the mirror staring at himself,
trying to understand what it is people see in him.
He would stretch out his hands and gaze at his long fingers,
rub his wrists,
and his neck and his forehead
and worry.
He would spend days wasting away in meaningless jobs:
a postman,
a plumber,
a carpenter,
a bus driver,
always knowing there was something more he was supposed to be doing
but unable to find out what.