According to John                                                 They pester me to write it down. These Ephesians exhaust me with their demands. They tell me I am the last, and I am failing, They want an eyewitness account Before the florid re-writing begins By those who were not there. I will do it for his sake; I will grumble and grieve In equal measure but I will tell the truth. It is not a complex story—why can’t they just believe?   Yes, there were miracles, They can never hear enough of those And still they miss the point. He did not raise Lazarus to…