“2 Corinthians 1:3-5”
In the lonely hotel room, in the bedside drawer,
There was a storyteller. And the storyteller was good.
He was so good, he showed me how to play a better game than checking out.
We played it together. It’s the game of comforting others with stories.
He lives in the drawer, with no one to tell him stories when he’s alone.
That seems like a ghost in the God machine.
Even the man behind the curtain needs a Dorothy to take him home.
Forget this guardian stuff. Who will comfort the comforters?
