Listening to the arguments in the Christian community, the following poem came to me. The way that there is this lack of love and understanding puzzles me.
Who are the Scribes and Pharisees now?
Who are the Scribes and Pharisees now?
The people who hold onto tradition?
Who claim truth carved in stone.
The ones who will not envisage change?
Who deny a developing, living faith.
The ones who have forgotten about love?
Is this not the bedrock of christian belief?
Or do not think about their neighbours?
Where is their authority to condemn others?
Including allowing half the human race
Women never to have leadership or authority.
Where is the evidence of only men
Not women leaders in the church?
Is there no room in their hearts for the different?
Why deny that gay people are sincere?
Why are they so quick to cast the first stone?
Is it because of their own doubts and fears?
I do not understand.
In the novel An Ordinary Life by Edmund Gubbins one chapter looks at this question.
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