I'm sharing a Dallas-bound
Delta flight with a pastor
and a salesman.
If this were the beginning of a
joke, I am sure that I
would be a rabbi.
The pastor is kind and
engaged and speaks of himself
in muted arrogance. it is
not a fault as much as it is
a hazard of his occupation.
Sheep seldom follow shepherds
that are sheepish.
The salesman is in a unique
balancing act between boasting
and confession. He tempers every
story with a plea for acceptance.
Every jewel he holds up to
the light, he carefully lays at
the feet of the pastor.
I am far from their
conversation, the beard
offering a certain purchased distance
from middle-age, conservative America.
I wonder, if in the same conversation,
I would quickly show my better side.
"I'm returning form a mission trip."
"I've been to your church of 635"
"I also know Jesus"
Or would I tell him that me
Bible is in my checked luggage,
and I carry it around like a weight?
Would I tell him that I don't
trust him or his designer shoes?
Saturday, August 6, 2011
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2 comments:
I like your work!very very interesting to read!
keep doing what you're doing!
Very good! I borrowed your quote: "Sheep seldom follow shepherds that are sheepish." (now on the right side-bar of my blog)
Stop by and say HI sometime.
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