Reflections

Sunday, March 13, 2016

But when they continued asking him, he straightened up and said to them, “Let the one among you who is without sin be the first to throw a stone at her.”
(John 8:7)

In the center I
Stand
An object, an example,
Brought here, not because my sin
Scandalizes them,
But just so they can trap this
Teacher.

What is he writing in the
Dirt?
He says nothing.
“Answer us!”
They shout at him. His words
Accuse them:
“Let the one who is without sin…”
My sin
Is public, theirs hidden
But he knows.
They walk away.

He and I remain. I
Tremble, not from
Fear.
He rises. What tenderness,
What mercy
In his eyes, in his voice.
I weep.

“I do not condemn you. Go…”
I am free,
Yet captured in his gaze.

“And do not sin any more.”
No, I won’t.
I can’t. I have seen
And felt
Love
That sees my soul,
And I am his.

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