Maybe

I dunno. Wierd morning.

Jesus saves!

But the hooker on the corner of my street still seems to be crying

Or bleeding,

Or shivering

every time I see her.

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God is good.

But my buddy Dan is in Arlington dreaming about a transport that exploded.

He died.

Juan died, too, at 19.

Along with about a million Iraquis and thousands of Americans and hundreds of Brits.

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Life is sacred.

Unless you disagree with the political views of the powers that rule and control.

Then Life is

Futile,

And you are better off destroyed, they say.

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Look,

It's not that I don't believe that Jesus saves, God is good and life is sacred.

I'm just not sure that anybody is worried about what happens next.

They are just trying to make it through today.

The hookers, the soldiers, the moms, workers and preachers.

I'm going to talking to Jesus and God about life and the rest of it.

But

Maybe, in the mean time,

I'll just help somebody out.

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Maybe Jesus saves through us.

God is good when we do His work.

And life is sacred when we preserve it.

Maybe.

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Maybe that hooker would like a bottle of water.

Dan's mom and Juan's wife would like an encouraging call.

That confused mother to be needs a friend instead of an opinion.

Maybe.

Reviews

[Collect-Eye]

I have issues w/ the man-made version of God.
Love and unity. I'm ok w/ that, though.
My brother's in Afghanistan right now; he works on medical equipment.
regardless of my thoughts on God or the validiity of this war, I must say--the real terrorism is going on just outside of the awareness of the public eye.
It's my calling I think to challenge belief and encourage freedom of thought. I have the power to reach people subconsciously..
It's a war on the imagination and healing. That's what's really going on.
In your heart you know this.

[Emily B]

maybe, thank goodness for weird mornings, I guess . . . those are the days when our words run most true