I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Friday, May 31, 2013
Why is it?
why is it
that those who are poor give the most?
why is it that those with the most power and privilege feel the most persecuted?
why is it that many Christians feel they have to do God's work?
Why is it that oppression of women is done in the name of "family values"?
Why is it that they right never have enough
and
in the eyes of the rich, the poor are always being given too much?
Why is it that people hate in the name of a God of love?
Why is it that bad things happen to good people?
(I know, that is an old one, but it still bugs me)
Why is it that people just accept what they hear from FOX
and don't do a little research?
why do we as human beings
also seem to be so quick
to believe the worst
react positively to hate
wallow in fear
perhaps
it is because we are like
the blind being led by the blind
like the one with a plank, striving to find that speck of sawdust
perhaps it is because
we have lost our connection
to a God of amazing and scandalous love
and no longer allow the essence of that God
to well up from our deepest place
we are instead
dry
sticks
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