As I sat in Temple on the holiest day of the Jewish year, I found myself thinking of this gay blogger in Orlando known to me only as Spider. Why you ask? Well today is a fast day and one of the readings is from Isaiah – thoughts on what the day should mean.
We are told of what the day should not be:
'Yet on the day of your fasting,
you do as you please and exploit all your workers.
Your fasting ends in quarreling and strife,
and in striking each other with wicked fists.
You cannot fast as you do today
and expect your voice to be heard on high.
Then we are told of what the day should be:
Is it not to share your food with the hungry
and to provide the poor wanderer with shelter-
when you see the naked, to clothe him,
and not to turn away from your own flesh and blood?
Then your light will break forth like the dawn,
and your healing will quickly appear;
then your righteousness will go before you,
and the glory of the LORD will be your rear guard.
Then you will call, and the LORD will answer;
you will cry for help,and he will say:
Here am I.
Many months ago Spider did a series of posts that deeply affected me – judging from the comments, deeply affected many. He told of meeting two men – down on their luck, homeless men. He brought them home, made them a sandwich. They used his washing machine and shower.
Bible verses are good things, but hearing the verses being lived – that’s another level.
Thank you Spider,