evidence of miracles
so often i find myself
defending my faith against claims i have never made.
"how can you say it's fair
for a three-year-old to drown?"
"how can a God of love
take a young mother from her kids?"
it isn't fair.
and i don't know how.
i am not a God of love.
i am a father who loves.
i am a friend who loves.
i am a son and brother who loves.
i am even a nephew and cousin who loves.
but i am not a God Who loves.
i do not have sight from both sides of eternity.
if i had my way,
nobody would die.
i would.
i have been there and the peace is liquid.
and when i quit fearing death,
i noticed that death brings the seed of love.
people who haven't talked for years
gather to say goodbye
and hello again.
the level of national debate and awareness
of the war in iraq
is HUGE.
you know what?
we weren't smart enough to debate these issues without a war
and the issues HAD to be addressed.
no one can make the loss of young life
okay with me.
grandpa gas-o-matic can call me a commie.
to die for driving a car or having a coffee?
c'mon.
but these folks are dying for US,
for you and me.
in this very quality
of soldiers
and cops
and other heroes,
something miraculous has occurred.
they have decided that us regular folks,
john q. public and jane doe,
are worth dying for.
it doesn't matter if we are wall street
or back alley,
they will die for us.
my right to the freedom to disagree
is being defended in a war i disagree with.
here is the true evidence of miracles:
i am not worth the fight,
and they fight for me anyway.
if America voted,
they would choose me to die instead of any soldier.
they have earned respect.
if you respect me,
odds are you have misunderstood me.
i do not contribute anything comparable
to the sacrifice of our heroes.
i write because the only noble part of me belongs on paper.
they do more by breakfast
than i do in a week.
people make commitments in their hearts
to die for us without a thought.
call it what you want.
to me, that is some kind of miracle.
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