If my heart is in the right place
its ligaments aren’t overextended.
I find myself right where I should be…
in the middle of otherness,
the Thou super-suspended
yet at the end range of this core.
Nearer to Thee oh God
is the lost and found of me.
Gerald the Writer
Poetry, essay, and prose, oh my!
Gerald the Writer 
A fitting poem as we travel through Passion Sunday, Maundy Thursday, Good Friday, Holy Saturday, Easter Sunday.
This holiday season is the centering one. Thanks Jasper.