Photo: The Sitting Saints, © 2010, Irene Pruitt
The old Haitian man outside of St. Michael’s Church in Jacmel Haiti during the celebration of The Feast of St. Michael the Archangel
The old man sat weeping as the church service progressed. He sat outside the wall by the gate so that he could hear and see what was taking place inside. His shoes and clothes were soiled and torn. His soul, like the soles of his shoes and his clothes, was tattered and worn. He wept and cried out. He prayed, sobbed, and petitioned the Lord with many a shout; from fists in the air and humbled despair, through life’s weather and wear, as the crowds looked on and looked away, as if they did not care. At communion, the back rows and the periphery were overlooked, just as the old man was overlooked in life, and as he was overlooked at the peace; his tears his only release. And when the recessional took place, the priests and the saints walked on disappearing without a trace, missing Jesus in the old man’s face.
The saints are sitting
Spotless
Unscathed and clean
Weeping
Broken
Unspoken
The true saint wails
Words fall . . .
They fall short
They fail
Nothing to say of comfort
Nothing of the sort
When the priests do not notice
After the church bell rings
Cries muffled
As the saintly choir sings
An offering of prayer
Is what one brings
The laying on of hands
A simple touch
And the giving of the peace
Tears! Tears!
Release!
© 2010, Robbie Pruitt
Deuteronomy 33:1-4
“Now this is the blessing with which Moses the man of God blessed the children of Israel before his death. And he said: “The Lord came from Sinai, and dawned on them from Seir; He shone forth from Mount Paran, and He came with ten thousands of saints; From His right hand came a fiery law for them. Yes, He loves the people; All His saints are in Your hand; They sit down at Your feet; Everyone receives Your words. Moses commanded a law for us, a heritage of the congregation of Jacob.” (Deuteronomy 33:1-4)
The New King James Version. Nashville : Thomas Nelson, 1982, S. Dt 33:1-4
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