we look around at what is...we scan the horizon for the faint glimmer of sunrise...but even in the morning light, through the mist we see it...the utter devastation...the waywardness...the fallen...the heartbreak...the failures...the lies...the corruption...the wars...the violence...the abuse...the pain...we see it in the ravaged land...in the ravaged bodies...the ravaged souls...in the weary, hollow eyes...in the slumped shoulders and the mask of much-too-happy-ness...and we choose...
we choose to see only what is or we choose to see what ought to be...and if we choose to see what ought to be, we choose to be responsible to do something about it...it is not enough to complain about it...it is not enough to have an opinion...we must roll up our sleeves, wade into the muck and mire of what is and begin to create or recreate what ought to be...
this is the work of redemption...it is not pretty...it is not glamorous...and in the midst of it, there are rarely accolades...
yes, it can be thankless work...but it is vital...to bring hope...to bring love...to bring grace...to bring peace, healing and wholeness...out of the hopeless, the unlovely, the unloved...out of the ingracious...out of the battles...out of the wars...out of the sickness of mind, body and soul...
so tell me...do you see it? what ought to be? now roll up your sleeves and get to work making it right...
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