The poet Hafiz, wrote a poem nearly 700 years ago entitled
We Should Talk About This Problem.
In it, God addresses a wounded soul : (or substitute/include the word church for soul.)
There is a beautiful creature
Living in a hole you have dug...
And I often sing, but still my dear,
You do not come out.
I have fallen in love with someone
Who hides inside of you
Reading this poem this morning made me think of these parts from Sunday's Second reading from Peter for The Fifth Sunday of Easter :
Come to him, a living stone, rejected by human beings
but chosen and precious in the sight of God,
and, like living stones,
let yourselves be built into a spiritual house
to be a holy priesthood to offer spiritual sacrifices
acceptable to God through Jesus Christ..........
You are “a chosen race, a royal priesthood,
a holy nation, a people of his own,
so that you may announce the praises” of him
who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light.
And the connection to the poem ? ...... I'll leave that to you ... !!