Monday, June 16, 2008

Monday

Mornings. Black, bitter,
chemical awareness cut
with cream and sugar.

Culture Before Compassion

The line snakes away into the distance as she systematically moves through the candidates. Name. Age. Religious affiliation.

Christian?
- No.
Next!
Christian?
- No.
Next!
Christian?
- Yes.
Catholic?
- Yes.
Next!

At the resurrection people will neither marry nor be given in marriage*, but here, before the earth is swept clean, to live in the world with one of the world is intolerable dissonance.

Christian?
- Mormon.
Next!

Beyond her selection table rests a man - a fixture of the park bench. He greets each rejected candidate by name inviting them to join him. He asks about their interests, hopes and dreams. Laughs in their joys and cries at their sorrows.

In hopes of a title to balance her yoke, she has missed the point.

*Matthew 22:30