The Invitation of Acceptance
God loves the city drunk;
He loves the city whore;
the evil men and women;
the criminal with his gore;
the dog that bites his Master;
the child who cries with ease;
He loves forgotten Grandmas;
and Grandpas hard to please;
the ones who spark with glamour;
the dirty, ragged poor;
the ones who use perfume
to disguise a putrid odor;
the ones who steal from everyone;
the gangs which stalk the street;
the leper, lame or lovers;
the rebellion in classroom seats;
the aborted, unwed Mother
hopelessly in disgrace;
the one with rest home mucus
dripping down his withered face.
God made everyone special.
He sees good in all around.
He invites everyone to His home.
His church is not in town.
Janet Marie Bingham
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