There she stood
Alone in the dusty road
Fingers pointing
Voices condemning, scoffing
An object of shame
According to the law
The church pronounced
She deserves to die!
A single man stood in judgement
He looked and he saw
In that bowed form
All the longings of the human heart
A hunger for love and affection
A desire to be wanted above all others
By somebody, anybody
He saw the loneliness
And despair
And he knelt
And drew in the sand
And then simply said
You are forgiven
Go
Go and be the child of god you were created to be
Go and love
And hope
Go and give
Compassion
As compassion has been given to you
They are everywhere Lord
These broken people
Cowed
Put down
Rejected
The objects of scorn
Battered and twisted by passion, greed,
Drugs, anger, hate and abuse
But they are also us
Each of us stands in the dust
Worthy of judgment
And yet to them
And us
Come the words
You are forgiven…
Go forth
trust in my love
and go
From John 8
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