We are travelers on a journey, fellow pilgrims on the road. We are here to help each other, walk the mile and bear the load. I will hold the Christlight for you in the nighttime of your fear. I will hold my hand out to you, speak (and seek) the peace you long to hear. [by Richard Gillard, MARANATHA MUSIC 1977]
Thursday, April 15, 2010
May We Truly Follow The You We Profess To Follow
Accepting discrimination,
on any grounds;
Allowing the end to justify the means,
however cruel or rationalized unlawful the process may be;
Going along to get along,
no matter who is stepped on along the way;
Results in greedy, egotistical,
self-centered, self-absorbed, self-gratifying
ignorantly, cowardly narcissists who are blinded to the reality of our existence.
God forgive us
for the fear, silence, loopholes, and American-dream determination
that justify the urgency to defend status quo morality
by living in complacent contradiction to the
equality, justice, and loving community that is
the You that we profess to follow.
--dd, 4/15/10
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