The Escalator

Looking at a picture of me and my son 

on an escalator in the DC subway system 

unexpectedly brings a kind of epiphany:  

That salvation is the relentless ascent 

of an escalator powered by the  grace of God,

but I have to get on it, maintain my balance, 

remain still, and let it carry me upward.  

My inclination to move will only likely 

send me heading in the wrong direction, 

yet even so there continues to be an 

inexorable pull dragging me heavenward.  

And something about this image gives me hope.

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