reckon sufferings
not worthy to be compared
glory be revealed
Taken from the King James Version of Romans 8:18
For I reckon that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us.
Always good to know that as far as God goes, it is a case of been there, done that.
I dream a world where
joy attends the needs of all
A world I dream where
From the poem, I Dream a World by Langston Hughes.
The poem was included in UNCOLLECTED POEMS in the 1941-1950 Collected Works of Langston Hughes, Vol2, University of Missouri Press, 2001.
Quoted today by teacher James Lawson at the Funeral of John Robert Lewis.
As President Barack Obama said in his remarks at the funeral, the work goes on.
The testing of his faith, proved his perservernece.
President Obama said that John Lewis, “Believed in us even when we no longer believe in us.”
I Dream A World
Langston Hughes
I dream a world where man
No other man will scorn,
Where love will bless the earth
And peace its paths adorn
I dream a world where all
Will know sweet freedom’s way,
Where greed no longer saps the soul
Nor avarice blights our day.
A world I dream where black or white,
Whatever race you be,
Will share the bounties of the earth
And every man is free,
Where wretchedness will hang its head
And joy, like a pearl,
Attends the needs of all mankind-
Of such I dream, my world!
night of summer stars
low, near, lazy in the sky
sky of summer stars
Walking at night in the warm dark of summer in Georgia is something you to cannot explain to people up north.
I remember our first 4th of July fireworks down here and realizing it was near midnight and I was still in a T shirt and shorts.
No sweatshirt.
No hoodie.
No long pants.
Up north in Michigan, I was lucky to go out at night and not end up wanting a coat.
Jim Harrison in the Brown Dog novellas writes about a summer in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan without tourists.
It was so cold that people went to the 4th of July fireworks in snowmobile suits and watched the rockets red glare through snow flurries.
Walking in the warm dark of the Georgia night.
Stars so fat and close.
No big names but the North Star and the Big Dipper, maybe Booters, but so many stars without names.
Warm and lazy stars of summer time.
Maybe global warming will bring this Michigan.
Maybe that might bring me back.
Summer Stars
by
Carl Sandburg in Smoke and Steel (Harcourt, 1920).
Bend low again, night of summer stars.
So near you are, sky of summer stars,
So near, a long arm man can pick off stars,
Pick off what he wants in the sky bowl,
So near you are, summer stars,
So near, strumming, strumming,
So lazy and hum-strumming.
what you don’t do, what
you don’t say, games you don’t play
your smile all I need
From the song, What You Don’t Do, by Lianne La Havas;
Heavy words, little lies
Telling everything but the truth, the truth
Three little words over time overheard and overused, used
No sweet nothing could ever be turned into something new
No grand gesture could ever be made to measure you
I know what I got and I know where we’re going
You don’t need to show it, I already know it all
It’s what you don’t do, it’s what you don’t say
I know you love me, I don’t need proof
It’s what you don’t do, the games you don’t play
I know you love me, I don’t need proof
I’ve been saving up my time so I could spend it all on you, on you
Oh, all I need is to see you smile, I’ve forgotten how to be blue, blue
ordinary folks
most behaving well, just not
people in power
The story that seems to out there everyday that can wrap their minds around is that ordinary people are mostly behaving well.
On the other hand,
people in power are behaving appallingly,
panicking,
spreading rumors,
and themselves showing an eagerness to do nothing and a pathological lack of empathy.
Okay so I stole that line from an article about Katrina but the role of attirbutes came together to well to ignore.
For example, consider this from Twitter.
Oh COME ON GUYS.
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