What God Might Say...

Of my past, God might say,

You are my child, then and now,

and I have always loved you.

Even in heavy moments of shame,

the darkest of nights;

in the hours you thought

I would never love you again.

Even then.

Of my faith, God might ask,

What is faith?

Some people think it is just

following the rules, abstaining;

keeping your legs expertly crossed,

and your hair brushed neatly.

But faith cannot be shown

in outside things.

Except, perhaps,

the kindness from your eyes

as you look into the face of another

while they share their pain.

Faith comes down

to the words of my Son:

Love one another.

No version of rule following can

mean more to me than this.

Of my future, God might say,

I can promise you,

if you stop living

as if I am taking accounts,

and live, instead,

from loving…

my love for you,

your love for others…

and ask yourself,

'What is essential?'

there you will find

the path that lies ahead,

and without fail,

you will find me there

with you.