Over the weekend I started reading John Green’s Streetwalking with Jesus; Reaching Out in Justice and Mercy. Early in the book, Green tells a story his spiritual director had shared with him:
A man dies and appears before St. Peter at the pearly gates of heaven. St. Peter looks at the fellow and says, “Before I can let you in, I need you to roll up your sleeves.” The man is puzzled, but does as he is asked. St. Peter examines the man’s arms and asks, “Where are your scars?” Still confused, the man answers, I don’t have any scars.” With tears in his eyes, St. Peters asks him, “Was nothing worth fighting for?”
Green ends the chapter that begins with the foregoing story with two questions we might ask ourselves:
What is worth fighting for to you? Or, if you want to rephrase it: what is worth risking everything for? What is worth (figuratively, for most of us) getting beaten and bloodied for?
Where are your scars?
(I’ll have more to say about this book in a day or so.)
Creo en Dios! 