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.
Thursday, November 15, 2018
Broken Open, Poured Out
Christ on the cross
broken open
poured out
a good gift
identifying with the lost
the alienated from God
the sinner
the hopeless
broken open
poured out
it is always a gift
when people offer
that kind of love
agape
it is not a love that seeks fairness
for life isn't fair
and love
well
certainly love is not fair
we love,
only to have love not returned,
we give, and there is not even a "thanks"
fairness is not in the equation
for the Christian
those lazy welfare people
those people afflicted by addiction
those immigrants
those greedy and
hateful souls
those people
them
they
it is not fair that people
who work hard
who are responsible
have to provide the vulnerable with what they need to
survive
and yet
and yet
what are taxes
compared to the cross?
why in the name of Christ
are some so Christless?
It is not fair
that those who are racist
Who lie and abuse
prosper
And we, we are
asked to forgive them
Even they know
what they do…
But what is our
forgiveness next to the forgiveness
That flowed down
like the blood from the crown of thorns
To those gathered
at the foot of the cross
Faithless
disciples
Grieving mother
Brutal soldiers
all
deserved?
not deserved?
not even part of the equation for those of us
who at the foot of the cross
receive
the good gift
grace
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