A Thousand Ways to Kill Him (Poem by Barbara Brown Taylor)
A cross and nails are not always necessary.
There are a thousand ways to kill him,
some of them as obvious as choosing where you will stand
when the showdown between the weak and the strong comes along,
others of them as subtle as keeping your mouth shut
when someone asks if you know him.
Today, while he dies, do not turn away.
Make yourself look in the mirror.
Today no one gets away
without being shamed by his beauty.
Today no one flees
without being laid bare by his light.
by Barbara Brown Taylor