‘What do you think? A man had two sons; he went to the first and said, “Son, go and work in the vineyard today.” He answered, “I will not”; but later he changed his mind and went. The father went to the second and said the same; and he answered, “I go, sir”; but he did not go. Which of the two did the will of his father?’ They said, ‘The first.’ Jesus said to them, ‘Truly I tell you, the tax-collectors and the prostitutes are going into the kingdom of God ahead of you. For John came to you in the way of righteousness and you did not believe him, but the tax-collectors and the prostitutes believed him; and even after you saw it, you did not change your minds and believe him. Matthew 21:23-32
None of us gets out without trails
none can follow a path and not doubt
none can hold a new baby and not wonder
how must I believe so I can understand.
We stumble and fall asleep on the road
we miss understand our own companions
we get lost in the dark and often turned around
even when love stands right beside us.
Believing calls for the homeless to see home
believing gives the foolish to gain great wisdom
believing grants compassion to the heartless
and showers the painfully afraid with courage.
We are at once far from home and settled
simultaneously terrified and ferocious
constantly finding ourselves hot and cold
and yet divine love beckons us onward.