Sharing a poem today by David Sparenburg, which was printed in the January-March 2010 Baptist Peacemaker. This poem is for voices who protest, for people of faith whose way is not easy, for everyone who longs for the courage to live a life of intentionality and purpose.Blessed are you thirst that teaches me the piety of water. Blessed are you hunger that teaches me the generosity of bread. Blessed are you prejudice that leads me in righteousness to embracing strangers. Blessed are you despair that creates me again through strength of prayer. Blessed are you hatred that opens my wounds to the healing of peace. Blessed are you, my ordeals of suffering—the shiver of cold the grieving of loneliness the bureaucracy of oblivion— that teaches me through pain skills of survival. Blessed are you dreadful darkness that murmurs to my midnight heart the promise of returning light. Blessed are you terror of death that binds my soul to the passion of life. Blessed are you who are numb who do not see or hear me for through you have I learned to lift my voice in protest and turn my eyes to God.
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