Tuesday, February 8, 2011
I was thinking specifically of all my gay, lesbian and transgendered brothers and sisters towards whom I am sure I have been awful towards in days past. Thank God for grace when it does show up...
For my sake, he walked with me.
We walked together for miles and years,
He walked with me on sunny days and gray
We took breath-taking hikes together
enjoying one another's company
and the soft jubilation of creation
He walked beside me, holding my hand, being my friend.
And he walked with me still, even as I belittled him and mocked his life
When I said, in not so many words, that I despise him and everyone like him
When I said, indirectly and with a laugh, that he disgusted me
When I spat upon his humanity, he never once flinched
When I used love like a hammer and god like a hatchet,
Still, he walked with me
I guess faith really is the substance of things hoped for
The evidence of things not seen.
Because, even at my coldest, at my cruelest, at my worst, he walked with me
for my sake.