Funny the things you see if you make it a point to look. I was at Stanley Park today with the kids and wandered over to the water's edge for a bit. Looking around me I saw this. A bottle of Purell tossed on the ground.
And, of course, what's funny about it is that Purell is supposed to 'make things clean' and here it is doing anything but.
Naturally it's not the bottle of Purell's fault. It did what it was supposed to do. Cleaned the hands of human who tossed it away.
Turns out the Purell couldn't clean the person's soul.
Clean hands or not, they still did the wrong thing. Just like we (left to our own devices) almost always do.
Toss things aside, make things dirty, mess the place up.
Which, of course, is where 'forgiveness' comes in.
We're all in need of it--and we storytellers should lace our stories with it and you normal people should fill your lives with it and extend it to the people you meet.
The people with filthy hands.
'Cause we all need it...
T
1 comment:
this is good stuff, so much of our lives have these oxy-morons blaring at us, yet we don't usually see them like you did here, yet we can't wash our hands of it
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