Push

“The best criticism of the bad is the practice of the better.”
~ Richard Rohr

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In days like these, when the whole country has gone mad, all that is left is to hunker down and do the good.

Reach out. Reach out to those you love. Reach out to those you don’t yet know.

See no stranger.

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“The difficult we do today. The impossible takes a little longer.”
~ U.S. Navy Seabees

I am the first to admit that it seems impossible. How to even begin to bridge the chasms. How one person might bring any bit of healing to the world. How you or I matter, back here in the cheap seats, with the variety show of horrors playing non-stop on the world stage. It seems impossible that wee little we might be able to make a difference, and yet we are the only ones who can.

One beautiful thing at a time. One word carefully spoken in love, when the other word born of anger or fear perches closer to the edge. One care taken, for my neighbor, my land, myself. One foot in front of the other, always urging us toward a whole humanity. One act of love followed by one more act of love. Rinse and repeat.

We are the spiritual collective. It is up to us.

What seems impossible today, through an incremental buildup of the ten thousand tiny things, will tomorrow become merely difficult. What is difficult today is what is ours to do, to shine love in the face of hatred and hope in the face of despair. What is easy, I’m afraid, isn’t going to get the job done.

Push on today, in your own little way, to a better tomorrow. Push, push, push. Be the Bishop Budde in your everyday; plead from whatever pulpit you have. We are the resistance.

Time to love louder.

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“I wanted a straight line, but purpose is a landscape.”
~ Cole Arthur Riley, Black Liturgies