I want to start each day right, to bless
all those feeling fear in their hearts. Is it you?
Is it your neighbor? Is it a stranger? It is all of us, witnessing
unthinkable harm on the news, on the radio, on our phones. The
answer is not more hate. That only adds to the loss, the fire, the crumbling;
my blessing is for love, the most powerful force in our world.
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Today's post is inspired by Juliette, who posted her own Golden Shovel poem. I learned more about writing one here.
My inspiration line is "Bless you, witnessing the crumbling world" from "Blessing for when good news is hard to find" by Kate Bowler (which a faith-based organization posted here). This prayer-poem has helped me point to what I can do. And the truth is - there is always, always something to do, to move us toward love.
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