I tell you truly, whatever you did to one of the least of these [insert label here] members of my family, you did to me.Matthew 25:40
I cherish a faded remembrance
of my three-year-old daughter
scribbling on scrap paper with crayons.
Openmouthed with excitement,
proudly she presented
a wrinkled sheet
that bore a stick-legged rendering
in pastel lines blue and pink.
With unabashed ebullience,
her picture of God;
careful to point out
the curls, pink dress, high heels, handbag,
and painted fingernails that adorned her icon.
The sea is in love with the dropJalāl ad-Dīn Muhammad Rūmī
the sun in love with the candle
And have we not always imaged
draped in our likes and likeness?
After all, are we not
born of the same Source
as spiders and sea anemones;
formed of that same spiraling substance
as fungi and algae,
nematodes and narwhals?
Inside and out,
are we not all likenesses of Love,
enfleshed and inspirited but briefly?
Diminishing biodiversity is the result of diminishing kindness.Satish Kumar
If BEING begets diversity—
on a limited set of notes—
why elevate a singular theme,
to one particular preference and partial semblance?
Why not decorate the Ineffable
with varnished fingernails, envision the Sacred as flyer,
swimmer, or that liquid love we call water?
Only presumption would restrict Mystery
to human molding, predominantly pallid hues,
chiseled masculine contours.
Idolizing some selves
offers homage to certain look-alikes,
paying tribute to diabolical dominance and supremacy.
By means of all created things, without exception, the divine assails us, penetrates us, and molds us. We imagined [the divine] as distant and inaccessible, when in fact we live steeped in its burning layers.Pierre Teilhard de Chardin
And if we cannot shape a world
that reverences all manner of human-kin—
Christ clad in black, and brown, and beige skin—
how on earth can we revere
Love that lives beneath fur and scales;
resides within emerald leaves, sweeps above mountain trails?
Contemplating the make-up of material
makes clear that matter, like energy,
is transformed not destroyed:
changed in form,
no thing in universe
is rejected outright.
The only way we can ever be human is togetherDesmond Tutu
The only way we can be free is together.
Can we reflect Love that
does not dominate, cannot coerce,
refuses to reject?
Christ plays in ten thousand places,Gerard Manley Hopkins
Lovely in limbs, and lovely in eyes not his
When we fashion
networks of relationships and resources
designed to deny the dignity of any
to privilege some,
we lose track of justice— Love that restores.
We will be known as a culture that feared deathMary Oliver
and adored power, that tried to vanquish insecurity
for the few and cared little for the penury of the
Let us look, and look again, for Christ-likeness—
body and blood, soul and spirit—imaged in unlikely places and faces,
and see Love-light refracted in each member of one expansive family.
I tell you truly, whatever you did not do for one of the least of these [insert label here], you refused to do for me.Matthew 25:45