by Levi Sweeney
I get off the plane at Tel Aviv, Is the tarmac holy ground? Do I hear the Lord God whispering When nobody is around? For among these ancient stones and sands Happened much to praise and fear. So when you make this desert road trip Come on, get your soul in gear! So was Philemon like a postcard Which St. Paul wrote to a friend? Or did St. John go see a doctor When he saw the world end? Did the Crusaders stop to wonder When they saw the Wailing Wall? Or did Absalom give a stump speech Over by that shopping mall? Should I start my trip at Nazareth Or go straight to Calvary? Go make a pitstop at Emmaus And then swing by Bethany. Take a stroll through upper Galilee Just like those old fishermen Then take a tour of Bethsaida Then back to Jerusalem. So it’s been a week, cheap hotel soap It is making me feel sore. There’s soldiers on ev’ry other block There’s talk of another war. A holy city with streets of gold Would beat concrete any day. Let’s have the peace talks at Megiddo Then get on our knees and pray. On the road to Damascus Gonna go see something new Sing a psalm at Antioch Something beautiful and true Hike through Anatolia Take the boat over to Greece I’ve got my marching orders From my God, the Prince of Peace. I’m headed home, economy class Thinking on the empty tomb. I learned so much in the holy land Of the fruit of Mary’s womb. Don’t let this song be your only guide To the Good Lord’s Promised Land. Start by looking up to Father God And just take his open hand.
Levi Sweeney is a blogger, poet, novelist, and comic book writer who resides in Seattle, Washington. He has been published in The Agape Review and Behold the Faith, and his debut comic book, The Son of the Teacher, is available from Third Day Comics.