This is beautiful, and kind of answers some of the things I’ve been whinging about lately. In a non-answering kind of way.
When did we see you Lord?
We thought we saw you on Sunday mornings, exalted in our praises. We though we saw you in the underlined sections of our Bibles. We thought we saw you when our cause succeeded. We though we saw you when we got a raise or our kids turned out well.
These are the things we see, the things that arrest our attention. It is here, because here is where we look, that we thought we saw you.
But we are reminded of your claim that we saw you in things and in people to whom we pay no attention. Who knew that you were the hungry person? Who knew that you were the naked person? Or the one with HIV/AIDS? Or the stranger? Or the prisoner?
But there you were.
And we have to confess that when we saw these people we thought, “sinner, freeloader…
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