Dip your toes into the water with me
I am not afraid to be close. For,
Like the river I move, around and
In between and under you.
I touch you with cold,
A silent otherworld, see-through and shimmering.
Wade into me and I will baptize you
Around your waist, under your arms
Father—in the name of—Son—in the name of—Spirit.
Rise and breach my surface-glass,
My stratosphere resurrection. Now,
Unwrap the linen—in the name of
Zoe and glory,
The raucous dance, undignified and pure.
Splash around in me, a child again
Sing happy, sing stars and rain
Driblets dancing in ripples; one, now two and three.
In the pale we sit, dimming with the day
Dipping our toes, splashing, laughing
And I am not afraid,
In the name of, in the name of.
Timothy Willard loves to sit with his wife by the bonfire and make up stories about Tom the Backyard-Badger for his three lovely daughters. When he's not carving up the Appalachian Mountains on his Salsa El Mariachi, you can find him busy writing a book, collaborating on a book, or reading a book written by someone dead and gone. Timothy studied beauty in the works of C.S. Lewis under theologian Alister McGrath. The author of five books, including Veneer: Living Deeply in a Surface Society (Zondervan), Timothy is currently finishing The Life-Changing Adventure of Chasing Beauty (Eerdmans, 2019), preparing his doctoral thesis for publication, and trying to find a publisher for his first novel The Tempest and the Bloom. He lives somewhere in the south Charlotte woods.