I was at
Church
Recently,
Getting oriented.
Learning about the institution
(I used to scorn that word,
“Institution,”
But not anymore.)
We were sitting on a
Soft
Couch,
Joe’s arm around my shoulders.
He pushed his fingers into my hair
And swirled the hair follicles of my scalp
With the pads of his fingers as we listened to
The glossy tenor voice of the
Dreadlocked minister
Describe 500 years of
Unitarian history.
I had forgotten how academics talk history:
In the
Present
Tense.
“In the 16th century,
Studies the Bible …
Concludes …
Does not accept …
Is burned at the stake …”
And it was not just the theme of Servetus’
Nagging, then
Tormenting
Skepticism
That fascinated me.
It was the
Present
Tense
The minister used to describe him,
With its implication that
History is
Alive, is
Current.
And that in thinking and
Talking about these people and events
We keep open the possibility of repeating these experiences,
For good,
Or bad,
Or neither.