Grace and Peace to you.
Whatever you did to the least of these
you did to me.
This is not a simile.
The poor are not an allegory.
God is the poor.
God is not observing them, but in them,
the lonely and the rejected.
God takes the lowest place.
God is the powerless one,
the misunderstood one,
the crucified one.
Under the bridge,
in the nursing home,
this is the throne of the Sovereign,
the Ruler of the universe:
Until you see the glory of the divine
in the street gang, the wheelchair,
the power of the heavens in the lifer,
you do not believe.
Don’t go elsewhere to worship in ease.
Bow down, and serve, and know.
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