I refuse to believe that greed will triumph over justice
That racism is an incurable social disease
That hunger and poverty cannot be overcome
That our planet cannot be restored as a garden of life
I am stubborn in my faith and optimism
I am tenacious in love, constant in compassion
Unwavering in my ability to laugh, especially at myself…
I hope many of you are getting set in these ways too.
Let us be the curmudgeons of joy
Steven
Charleston
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Belief
it rises like the sun
bright, revealing, warming
lifting the heart, showing the way
yet not like the sun
unpredictable
disappearing suddenly
slipping away behind the deep darkness
of despair
I love those glimmers of certainty when they come
God has this
Love wins
but all too often find myself
grasping, reaching
chasing the fleeting rays of hope
as they flit across the surface of my day
leaving me in the dark, empty-handed
I believe, Lord help my unbelief
that unbelief that leaves me
afraid
defeated
angry
struggling
encapsulated by my doubt
unable to hope
struggling to be joyful
a creature turned in on itself
critical, unkind
impatient
a curmudgeon
a bent being bereft of joy
I believe, help my unbelief
may radical optimism
make me stubborn, tenacious
unwavering
may I ooze hope
and be fueled by love
a light in the darkness
no longer
overcome
a curmudgeon of joy
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