An open poem to survivors: hope has a name

Above the fray.

Above the screaming.

Above the hurt, the fear, the unknown, the uncontrollable, the unattainable, the shame, the injustice, the loneliness, the brokenness, the pain, the shame, the voicelessness, the powerlessness, the rage and the outrage, the frustration, the desperation.

*HOPE*

has a name.

One name above all names.

It’s not a vote or a man.

Not a woman or a stand.

Not a charge.

Not a time.

*HOPE*

Has a name.

A name above all names.

A word.

THE word.

One that raises the dead and heals the wounds and salves the infections and opens the eyes and stops the bleeding and calms the seas.

*HOPE*

Has a name.

One name.

One.

Name.

JESUS.

For a time I rest. Day 1 of #25daysofgood

It’s good when work lets you go home early, while there’s still time to sit and rock on the back porch swing as the setting sun makes the golden leaves shimmer.

It’s good, as Wendell Berry says, to come into the peace of wild things.

This is the last day of the #25daysofgood series. I hope you’ve found as much joy as I have seeking out the good which transcends all the political garbage of these 25 days. And I pray this habit will continue for you in the days and weeks to come. 

Just remember that our God is sovereign. 

Our God is in charge.

And our God is so very good.

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“I come into the peace of wild things who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief… For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.” ~Wendell Berry


Listen to me. Day 2 of #25daysofgood

Come close and listen to me for a minute, will you, friends?

November 9 is closing in…

…and we’re all bone weary. If there’s such a thing as compassion fatigue and battle fatigue, then I think there’s such a thing as division fatigue.

I’m tired of the noise.

I’m tired of being told I should be afraid.

I’m tired of people hating each other.

I’m tired of being screamed at by people who think they’re the experts on who’s a bigot and who’s not, who’s racist and who’s not, who’s a real woman and who’s not, who’s a real American, and who’s not.

And I bet you’re tired, too.

There’s nothing uplifting about shame, after all.

And shame is what the media and politicians and progressive culture have been saturating us with, so much that we hardly noticed the leaves turned color and the nights turned cooler and the moon still hangs over us as we sleep.

I took this picture of my church’s steeple today, sharp and edgy as a dagger against the brilliant morning sky.

And I realized that every time I lean in to the fear, I lean away from the Lord.

Every time I believe the shame, I trust God less.

Every time I listen to the voices telling us we’re irreconcilably different, I negate the voice of the Holy Spirit which tells us we are, each one of us, Beloved.

Dear friends, listen to me.

Every time we choose to believe that an election will save us, we deny that only the Lord can do that.

Every time we consider one person can deliver us, we deny that only a Savior can do that.

Every time we think a candidate or a party or an ideology will resurrect hope, we deny that only Jesus can do that.

In a collection of hours, essentially one half of the country will think that the election results mean they are rejected, disenfranchised, lost, hopeless, and doomed.

And essentially, they will be all those things, if that’s where they place their trust.

But if you know the Lord, then you know better.

If you know the Lord, then you know the stories in the Bible that show time after time and generation after generation, He is sovereign over rulers and nations.

If you know the Lord, then you know He has His hand on His people.

If you know the Lord, you know that the neighbor, co-worker, friend, store clerk, and Facebook friend who voted different from you is not different than you. 

If you know the Lord, you know that the healing our country has to do starting November 9 will happen not because of who is elected but because you and I choose to see each other as Beloved. 

On this second to last day of #25daysofgood, my church is good.

Because my God is good.

What’s your good today?

“It is the LORD who goes before you. He will be with you; he will not leave you or forsake you. Do not fear or be dismayed.” Deuteronomy 31:8

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