He has AIDS, and I have no words.
I want to say,"Sometimes God
is more conspicuous by His absence,
an emptiness of the soul, yearning to be filled."
Easy for me to say. My family hasn't disowned me.
Or maybe,"...but God has shown me that I should not
call anyone common or unclean."
Cheap talk. I've never been despised.
Or perhaps,"If he does not love his brother,
whom he has seen, how can he love God,
whom he has not seen?"
Too self-righteous. How perfectly do I love?
I'm not listening again...
I settle for," You must be feeling pretty lonely right now."
Sometimes the truth is just what is,
the silence before there are any words.
Help me to speak no more than needed, God,
help me to tell the truth,
but mostly, to listen for it.