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Love Is Our Hope

Updated: Feb 12

There is this part of me

That, if it were not

For the singing of the Wood Thrush,

Would feel so hopeless.


There is this part of me

That, if it were not

For the beauty of the yellow butterfly,

Would find no joy.


There is this part of me

That, if it were not for

The wild abandon of a puppy’s play,

Would sink deep into despair.


In this long, hard season

Of sickness

Of death

Of isolation

Of injustice and fear ...

Where is our hope?

Where is our joy, our purpose, our anchor?


Our hope comes from each other.

Though we are apart,

We are woven together in the fabric of love.


Our hope comes from within,

From the heart of courage

That beats inside each living being.

From the essence of the Holy One,

Knit into our spirits

Before we were imagined.


Our hope comes from the One

Who said that nothing.

Nothing.

Nothing in all creation

Can separate us from Love.


Love.

Love is our joy,

Our purpose,

Our anchor.


Love.

Love is our hope.

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