Hope For Us All

I was driving behind a holy man today

Unsure if he was a priest, a pastor, or a reverend

He was holy, nonetheless…well I assume…he had a cross and one of those fish symbols and a telling license plate frame and various other holy accoutrements on his car

I couldn’t help but notice that his pearly white Buick, shone so bright in the afternoon sun

And then I laughed out loud, thinking about the pearly white car and the pearly gates of heaven, and realizing this couldn’t all be a coincidence

And then I began to wonder if this man, this man of God, was truly perfect or was there a possibility he was just as imperfect as me, as the whole lot of us it would seem

And not being a religious person, I have a strong faith, but no specific religious affiliation, I wondered if thinking about this holy person as a sinner was considered a sin and that maybe I should cut him off and flag him down to get some religious education there on the side of the road

But out of nowhere he floored it and he was through the red light and coasting down the road to wherever his destination was

And while sitting at the red light, watching that holy man who just blew a red light, disappear from sight

I thought to myself

Maybe there’s hope for us all

E.A. O'Connell