Label it unfair. Bring as many stereotypes to it as you can--all the possible name-calling insults and derogations, all the malevolent hurdles you can possibly think of. Think of the worst things that could possibly come out of your mortal mouth. Think of all the horrid interjections held against it. Think clearly--an subjective take of this issue cannot be supplicated.
I need to think this clearly. This isn't a joke--this is a serious moral conundrum, one that stems to the very words from the mouth of God--words that sculpted our Saviour. Would I want to go against Him? But what about Hosea? Doesn't he go through the same discernment process as I do? His wife--called to him to be married, though promiscuous--became a parallelism to God's everlasting love despite our endless struggle with our imperfections.
And so begins my love story with the one who offered salvation to us. And so begins a similar parallelism--a call to love imperfection, a call to love the wounded, the scarred, the battered.
Could this be the way it works?
