I used some Christmas Book Tokens to buy a poem called “Let Them Eat Chaos” by Kate Tempest. she takes us to one street in the early hours of the morning – 4:18 to be precise and tells the moment for 7 people awake in the night; their thoughts, fears, worries, concerns, confusion. It’s a brilliant poem wonderfully portraying the way we live parallel disconnected lives – lost in our own thoughts, emotions and experiences, perceiving life in very different ways.
For these seven people there is a brief moment – a passing storm draws them into the street,
Strangely dressed, one shoe and one slipper, socks falling off, smiling,
gathering slowly, tentatively in the middle of the road.
Shielding their eyes at first
tipping their necks back, unhunching their shoulders
opening their bodies up to
And their hair is flattened against their heads
or puffed madly outwards
And their hands
slip off their chins and cheeks
as they clutch their faces
Amazing! they shout
You seen?! they shout ….
And in the morning when it’s over and they start their days as usual
They will be aware of this baptism in a distant way.
It will become a thing they carry close like the photo of a dead parent
tucked away in the inside pocket
Fading like the heartbeat.
It is in such shared moments that communities are formed and grow together. It is why it is so important to come together to share the storms and the sunshine. When Jesus calls disciples, they are not called into isolation – but into community with one another, they are not called to be separate from the world, but in and of and part of the world – eating the chaos together.
Kate Tempest concludes;
The myth of the individual
Has left us disconnected lost
I’m out in the rain
it’s a cold night in London
Screaming at my loved ones
to wake up and love more.
Pleading with my loved ones to
and love more.
Amen to that, Craig