No laughing matter
Haiku of unexpected fecundity

There, at Mamre’s oaks
Abraham met three strangers;
he made them welcome.

Hospitality:
bread, cheeese and a barbecue;
the men were grateful.

She will have a son,
Sarah, your wife. Hearing this,
the old woman laughed.

Shall we have pleasure;
is life in these old bodies?
(The young don’t think so!)

Why did Sarah laugh?
God wants to know. There’s nothing
too tricky for God!

The thing came to pass
as the Lord had promised them:
Isaac, laughing boy.

Sarah was most pleased;
God has brought laughter to me,
laugh out loud with me!

Abraham, Sarah;
hard to believe such old folk
could become parents!

© Ken Rookes 2023

Ordinary Sunday 11 Year A. I am focusing on the Old Testament, the story of the promise and birth of Isaac in Genesis chapters 18 and 21. For poetic reflections on the Gospel for this Sunday check the archives for June 2020, 2017, and 2014. For 2020 click here.