So the other day I was driving behind someone that had an enormous crucifix hanging off their rear-view mirror. I was contemplating what would make someone hang such a symbol like that. Do they really need the 10 inch reminder of Jesus' suffering in their face every time they are behind the wheel? Is it because they don't remember the crucifixion without seeing it every day?
As I was pondering this, some brightly colored thing caught my eye.
Why, lo and behold, it was a rainbow lei that I'd tossed over my rear-view mirror the other day after meeting up with the PFLAG/Soulforce gang.
Yeah, cuz I guess I need a constant in-my-face reminder that I'm a gay...Hawaiian?
So yeah. Pot, meet kettle (or as I used to say when I was younger...like last year...that's the cat calling the kettle black!)
I wonder how many other times I judge others for something either a. totally harmless or b. something that I also do/have/say/think....probably more than I'd want to know, I'd imagine.
I need to remember the other line I used to say (with dramatic flair) when I was a kid: "To own his each!"