no one's laughing at God when they say their goodbyes
Another blue-sky day.
Ten years ago I was 14 years old. I had been to the Matchbox Twenty concert two days before. I remember that Tuesday being so amazed that the sun was still out. I begged my mom to leave the NASA campus, just in case, and she picked me up early from school. Is this what war looks like? Soft white stripes of cloud, far away. Sparrows. Hush outside. It looked like a magic trick.
Ten years later, a woman passed out loaves of bread to her neighbors in Boston. They were wrapped in tissue paper with a thin green ribbon a tag that said "Peace." I had a slice of that bread this morning. It felt like going to church.
Love takes work. Community takes work. To be kind is a decision and a commitment. This is what I feel in my heart. It may be work like kneeding bread, waiting for it to rise. The work of opening doors and saying hello.
Meanwhile, the sun stays in the sky even if we humans totally lose our way. We can try again. Ripped apart, we are still resilient animals. We re-affirm our purpose, and we try again. We try to live together.
Ten years ago I was 14 years old. I had been to the Matchbox Twenty concert two days before. I remember that Tuesday being so amazed that the sun was still out. I begged my mom to leave the NASA campus, just in case, and she picked me up early from school. Is this what war looks like? Soft white stripes of cloud, far away. Sparrows. Hush outside. It looked like a magic trick.
Ten years later, a woman passed out loaves of bread to her neighbors in Boston. They were wrapped in tissue paper with a thin green ribbon a tag that said "Peace." I had a slice of that bread this morning. It felt like going to church.
Love takes work. Community takes work. To be kind is a decision and a commitment. This is what I feel in my heart. It may be work like kneeding bread, waiting for it to rise. The work of opening doors and saying hello.
Meanwhile, the sun stays in the sky even if we humans totally lose our way. We can try again. Ripped apart, we are still resilient animals. We re-affirm our purpose, and we try again. We try to live together.