On my morning walk today, saw folks going into a church ...
first thought that came to mind:
"Sheep led to the slaughter."
Which reminds me,
people are willing
more than willing
to believe.
And just about anything
will do
when presented
with conviction or
authority or
whatever.
And, no doubt,
it's been a slaughter
sometimes.
The landscape of
church history
littered
with bodies.
But ...
not always ...
And I'm hopeful
that the gift
of the sheep
will always be
treated
with respect
by pastors
churches
theologians.
Who know something
of the human spirit.
The Spirit of God.
To believe.
A wonderful gift
an ability
a sweetness
"I'm ready to believe"
something - holy and
good and rich
and profound.
Something about:
liberation,
hope,
peace,
fairness,
kindness.
"I believe" are some
of the most precious words
in the world.
So treat it well.
Treat it as the
rarest of rare
treasures.
Lift it up.
Handle with care.
Bless the sheep
who come
ready
to believe!
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