Musings from a reconstructed liberal clergyperson of the United Methodist/United Church of Christ persuasion
Monday, April 16, 2012
I was alone with my Dad shortly before he died. I confessed that I was sorry for all the stories I had told about Aunt Pearly. I said, "I know she wasn't all that bad." Dad thought for a moment and said, "Yes she was." Aunt Pearly had a "nevous condition." She did, in fact, have a hard life and she complained a lot and expected everyone to do things her way, without question. At least, that's how I remembered her. But, in fairness, I also remember that, as far as I know, no one ever challenged her. We were all content to criticize. Now I can't help but wonder what her life and the lives of those around her would have been like if someone like Little John's wife had lovingly challenged her. Just a thought.
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