Walking Between Talks

I don’t sense that God keeps score -- my guess, believing He already has enough pollsters and priests for that, man’s predisposed world of numbers and profitable confessions, ballot slips and extra altar sips, less Jung and more Freudian myself reasoning that, Lover and Judge are not compatible, the best leaving their robes at the courthouse, their own dwellings Duty Free For sure, by now, have learned my ideas often not mainstream, avoiding prescribed social templates, ducking Bibles, my heart and head a record of lumps attempting to understand and follow Christ not always a Sunday picnic, the devil in the weather, and “keep off the grass” --