Voices on the Wind Voices from Teen Years
Jake and Jack and Jesus by Mark Vogel In adolescent drift so little information is needed, but there is no doubt Jake and Jeanne swim in first love. So sad that her passion for Christ transcends affection for Jake, despite his blue suit/white shirt/wet hair renouncing sin before the altar for the first time. So sad that best friend Jack, born just once, is horrified watching this transformation into a fawning dog, for at age fifteen he expects nothing from adults, but everything from those living his generation’s promise. So pathetic that Jake dreams of touch as he mouths verses, then prays in unison with Jeanne. For his lust envisions sanctified naked communion, though Jack, watching from the back pew, snorts, O my, with his logical smirk that equates this brand new religion as a cartooned Jesus blushing at perfect half-revealed teen breasts. For Jack hates claustrophobic church symbols, and codified rules functioning like flood walls holding back the river. As the music builds Jake’s next wave of desire hits, his feet shifting like he stands before a chasm. Jack impatiently waits for Jake— for new language, and the transforming effects of college—for a shift signaling the next stage of maturity. Straining to touch his friend’s soul, he sees outside the window how without warning spring has grown green, with white clouds and bees—surely with heat that overwhelms.