Read at the Sunday service on 8 May
“The road and the miles to Dundee”
sub-titled “funny thing that?”
We stopped to give him a lift as we turned onto the main road.
We were headed for Dundee and that’s what his sign said.
It looked a bit dog-eared but, well
he had a nice sort of smile
Don’t do it we’re told, they could be nutcases or murderers
But… and this is the funny thing.
We felt as if we knew him. Not a stranger.
Something like a memory…
Funny thing that?
The company was good
And as we stopped for coffee
The sun shone on us and we sat outside
Why we told him about our miseries, I don’t know.
I suppose we were suffering from shock.
The events of the last few weeks had left us
shaken and definitely stirred!
He didn’t seem to know anything
about the momentous happenings we had all experienced.
And so we gave him a hard time
And nearly dumped him at the next bus stop
But we didn’t.
Funny thing that?
He came with us..
All the way
And we sat down together to eat a meal.
When I think how we might have missed him
How we could so easily have driven right past
How is it that we only knew who he was when he broke the bread.
Funny thing that?