THE WALKING TEXT

Dear Lord Jesus

I pray that
Just for today
You help me
Not to hate people
Quite so much
It’s probably too much
To ask that I love people
Or even like them

Tough love, maybe
Like when CELLPHONE ZOMBIES
Block my way
Zigzagging, staggering
Drifting like drunks
Up and down sidewalks and stairwells
I don’t mind running into them
Knocking them down
Showing them
A thing or two
That kind of love
Comes easily to me

But hatred takes a lotta work
And I’m too old these days to carry that load
I just wanna be able to walk down the sidewalk
And smile at the ones
Who look my way
And not hate the ones
Who don’t
At least not so much

In your precious holy name I pray

Amen