“People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed, and redeemed; never throw out anyone.”
I wasn’t about to bet the farm on sexual attraction. I would leave no stone unturned.
He came down for the shepherds, Jew and Gentile, tax collectors, prostitutes and Pastafarians. He came down even for the heathens, like our little family in 1973, sitting godless in the glow of an over-tinseled tree, presents surging out from under the branches like hot magma.
“Will somebody please tell me when it became OK for people to disobey and disrespect an officer of the law??!?!?”
Her snide comment that day had not been the apex of her cruelty. The most cruel? Years ago when I told her I was finally pregnant with a long awaited 3rd child and she put her head in her hands and sighed, “Oh no. . . .” Or a few weeks later, when I miscarried that child and she said nothing.
There are those who base their spirituality on the the Great Commandment, or, as St. John of the Cross, a Doctor of the Church, wrote, “In the end we shall be judged on love alone.”