When wisdom has
become the least of these (after a long period of low demand), heart
and knowledge. Clean. Free. Clear. But nothing’s yours. And nothing
is mine. Discretion and understanding have become a menace. Simple
observation is not encouraged.
What about us? Here
where we live and breathe. Where we buy our groceries and go to
church.
We must be
unoppresed – free to lift ourselves from every yoke. My head
without, my soul still hungry. Goodness and all the day’s security.
Dark-dwelling in the house of the Lord. The hungry, cast out. The
naked, thrown down. I notice my own flesh too.
When will we see
the word as written?
We are teachers
without questions. We are leaders without strategy. A nation with a
soul for greed, for power. We are investigators without a clue. We
are travelers without a map. These are all variations of the same
story. News without media. Politicians without honor. Is this the
family you’ve always wanted?
Do whatever you
need to do, but keep in mind that I am not a theologian, not
professionally. Neither am I a doctor, a priest, or psychologist. But
I have seen the finger writing on the wall.
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