Sometimes
God hides
Especially in church
Behind doctrine
Behind liturgy
Behind men in fancy dress
Behind exclusions
Behind prejudices
Behind privileges unrecognized
That’s when I focus
On the hair of people
Seated around me
Hair
Of all colors
Thick and thin
Short and long
Combed and uncombed
Curly and straight
And on the shoes of people
Walking up to Communion
Shoes
Of all styles
Heels and flip-flops
Sneakers and Oxfords
Sandals and boots
Old and new
And on the voices of people
Lifted in song and prayer
Voices
Of all timbres
Soft and loud
Strong and quavering
American and foreign
Melodic and grating
And God finds me.
Oh yes! Thanks.
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