"There but for the grace of God go I."
I don't remember the first time I heard this quote as a kid, but I do recall that it tied my brains in knots for years.
It impressed me as a sentence holding profound meaning (I was right!), but I couldn't tease it out. I guess my brain could not untangle the twisted syntax.
That inversion of sentence order, though, was the very thing that made the sentence sticky. It came to mind often.
I don't know how old I was when the light finally came on, but when I finally "got it", I not only understood the sentiment - the truth it revealed burrowed deep into my heart.
This is why I can't walk away after meeting a woman like this ...
... And just forget about her. Or feel no responsibility to help her.
She is a farmer and she is standing in her field. Can you feel how difficult her life is? I don't think you or I could guess the half of it.
Do I bear no obligation to her?
What if she were my mother?
My sister?
My wife?
Or what if I were her?
There but for the grace of God go I.
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