I finally really get it!
I am a crafter, of sorts. I am making a book out of cards and
repurposing them. There are twenty cards
and several steps in decorating them. I
line them up on my side table to dry and count each time to make sure all 20
are there. On the last step, I counted 19. I counted and recounted and searched in vain
for the lost card. I HAD to have it. I couldn’t stop because without it, the book
is not going to be complete.
Then I thought of Jesus’s parable
of the lost sheep and fireworks went off in my brain! 🎆Without that sheep, the flock was not
complete! The same with the father of
the prodigal son. His family was not
complete without both his sons. (I
confess, I have always felt for the other son who did his father’s
bidding. Now I see that the sheep left
in the fold were safe. The other son was
safe. Attention had to be paid to those
missing pieces.)
And so it is – our world is
not complete when some of our people are lost.
Black lives matter because they have been overlooked. They are not safe. Other groups too have not been heard and they
also matter. The white population are
the sheep already in the fold. We need
to go get the others now.
How did I get this old still
being this blind?
ps. I found the missing card. That, at least, is complete.
