To Grace, the Liberal Sister who finally has moved into her new apartment tonight
I wish You could be here with me now, so I could listen to the exhausting breath of each inhales termination. I wish you were here so my hands could better understand the parallax of your body, your warm smooth skin easily tickled and sensitive to every bristle of my beard that lays upon it with a kiss.
Can we share our bed yet?
This is a backhanded way to tell someone you love them, at best. It also ignores the command by Jesus not to focus on the splinter in our neighbors’ eyes while a plank remains in our own. Bottom line: we all screw up, and naming others’ sin as noteworthy while remaining silent about your own is arrogant.
-Christian Piatt, Milagro Christian Church, Pueblo, CO