"I spent the last five days of my life crying in Argentina," he said.
That sentence was a part of the public confession from the lips of South Carolina governor Mark Sanford, or what puer aeternus George Stephanopoulos called "his performance." I'm guessing you saw it, heard it, read about it, or at least you have now.
"What cannot be said will get wept." - Jim Harrison
We all react differently to revelations such as this. But I believe with all I am that our response, as least the one by the church on earth, the body of Christ, the visible representation of Jesus Jesus-self, is to be tears. As the good book says, "Weep with those who weep."
Yes, John, but isn't he getting what he deserves? Ah, justice - the current golden calf for many in the Lord's army, yes sir. We've castrated Micah 6.8. We must be careful little hands what we cut for there is something in that verse which we christians or christ-followers or little christs or whatever we want to call ourselves are called to love...and that something is mercy. Only by loving mercy can justice worth a God's blood be done to the uttermost.
Yes, John, but what if his tears were those of a crocodile? I'm not a tearologist nor do I play one on tv, so I really cannot say. I will roll the dice and say they were the tears of a clown; a man, flesh and blood like thee and me, whose public persona covered a private circus of broken vows. If we cannot weep for the clown, and maybe we can't, then let us weep for his wife and children, his staff, the people who elected him, his parents, the lady in Argentina...hell, let us weep even for ourselves for we too often paint on a smile and juggle our lives. And sooner or later, we'll all drop the ball.