Harvesting the Skeptics
Sulzman, Susannah
Susannah Sulzman
Harvesting the Skeptics
We stand at the edge of your garden And pronounce it infested by weeds. You make bread out of weeds, And then you feed us.
Invited to feast at your banquet...
...We try to keep you safely harmless, God of burning bushes and the cross...
...You crash the gates, dancing, and bring us to love.ove...
...And teach us to sing...
...Susannah Sulzman Harvesting the Skeptics We stand at the edge of your garden And pronounce it infested by weeds...
...You make choirs out of critics...
...Invited to feast at your banquet We delight in critiquing the food...
Vol. 122 • December 1995 • No. 22
