What must you do to get it right? <br /> <br />Love God & love your neighbour. That's all. <br /> <br />No, I will not give you a rule that tells you what to do. <br /> <br />Have you forgotten I spent so much time opposing those who lived by rules, <br />and standing with those who were condemned by them? <br />that woman caught in adultery, nearly stoned by <br />those just as guilty of breaking their Law; <br />the woman who was bleeding, and the lepers, <br />seen as mere filth spreading contamination; <br />Zacchaeus, the collaborator - good job he found me <br />before the Resistance found him! <br /> <br />You ask for rules, for rigid unchanging absolutes <br />to anchor you in safety, rules which will end up <br />chaining you in dungeons of self-righteousness or despair... <br /> <br />No. I am the way, not the rulebook. <br />I am the Living One, not a fossil. <br />I am a threat to the categories of 'in' and 'out', <br />of 'clean' and 'unclean', of 'righteous' and 'sinner': <br /> <br />the Spirit blows like the wind, <br />scattering your neat piles of leaves over the garden, <br />rolling the lid of your dustbin down the street, <br />making lifeless lines of laundry dance for joy. <br /> <br />Yes, I told the rich man what to do. <br />He had to give up what held him back: <br />for him it was money, for you it's... <br />are you ready to hear? <br />Those who ask will receive. <br />Those who look will find, and be found. <br />And I will never leave them.<br /><br />Wild Bill Balding<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-ethical-illusion/
