I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Saturday, October 5, 2013
Those faces haunt me
People are not statistics. Beatrice Bruteau
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Every day Lord
people with agendas throw statistics at us
statistics
about fraud
about poverty
about greed
about drug use
about mental illness
about divorce
and
so many other things
and we gobble them up
those numbers
we throw them around
and use them as weapons
but behind the statistics are people
behind the numbers there are faces
the faces of children
frightened and vulnerable
the faces of parents
drawn tight by the weight of poverty
the faces of women
abused and oppressed
the faces of men
who can no longer support their families
Lord
Those faces are everything
Those are the faces of your children
of those who are precious to you
of those you love
as we sit at our computers
as we sit at our desks on Capital Hill
and collect our 1000 dollars a day
as we hide behind our pulpits
as we crunch the numbers
let us remember
people
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