Category Archives: The Gospel According to Peter

You don’t want to know me I am just like you I am wonderfully made Or so I have learned Knit finely together But that was long ago

I cast my net upon the waters It makes not so much a splash As a hiss

What have we to do with you? Our skin crawls, bristles, blisters Shrieks well from within our spine

We found him on a hillside, alone. Somehow, I haven’t a clue, He lost himself in the crowds, That feeding frenzy of agonizing hope.

and he came to the shore While the crowd pressed in And nets were being cleaned

Well, the Jesus Freaks came to town this week,    And in case you didn’t know: We’re the blokes you see up from Galilee    With the lepers all in tow…

It gets worse. I stood by the wall, Watched, arms Crossed. Sweat Rolled Down my calves.

This, Lord, is my shepherd? What does he want? He bade me recline With tax collectors. He led me into a night Of loud drinking. He confuseth my soul.

On Sunday I walked away from God And opened an old wound Peeled back the scab Tugged at the ragged edges

Dear Applicant, Thank you for your interest In joining our glorious, elite And ill-defined venture. We are sure you will somehow Manage to make a great asset Of yourself in our company.