Lightning struck Jesus, a stone bust
ascending from a fountain of faith
along I-75 in Ohio. His arms, six stories
high and stretching towards heaven,
he was a joke among locals. He suffered
eighteen-wheeler exhaust and finger-pointing.
His pleading expression was immoveable
until God’s jagged fire set him aflame
and burned him to the ground.
Solid Rock churchgoers were undaunted
in their belief, took the burning as God’s way
of saying they needed a new Jesus, this one
standing, full-figured, his arms outstretched
again towards God and begging to be spared
from natural disasters.
The resurrection took place on a bright autumn day.
Folks parked, pulled out grills and set up chairs.
Ate popcorn and prayed God would bless them
for their devotion with lives as large as Jesus.
© Ami Mattison