When there’s disappointment
When there’s sadness
When hopes are dashed
When it looks like a step backwards
When trust is broken
When help is rejected
When independence trumps community
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Heaven forbid we try to fix, solve or rescue
Heaven forbid we see a person as a project
Heaven forbid we want complex situations buttoned up, resolved
Heaven forbid we attach our significance to the change we see in those we walk alongside
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Forgive me. When even a drop of that attitude has entered in.
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I want to see with your eyes.
Love and care as seeds sown
The outcome of which will come to bear
one day.
The outcome of which is not ours to see
or to claim.
Seeds sown, freely given
without dictating the fruit.
Seeds sown, generously released.
Generosity is not itself if it expects a return.
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And if seeds are dug up or stolen
more can be sown
without resenting the loss of those gone before.
Or maybe no seed is ever lost
just hidden, latent.
One day it may produce fruit
but we may never see it
and must come to peace with that
and trust
life is a long journey
and just now we don’t see the big picture.
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“If you have come here to help me, you are wasting our time.
But if you have come because your liberation is bound up with mine, then let us work together.”
– An Australian Aboriginal woman when approached by someone wanting to work with disenfranchised people, Queensland, 1970s
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While I was writing this poem I was reminded of this post by a friend, you might also enjoy it…
by Most Hopeful
We confess, O God, that we like to see things solved.
We confess, O God, that we bear your name and insist on solving.
We admit, O God, that we are called to be the ones who tell the truth
of all the mess and pain and brokenness in the world
on this side of kingdom come.
We admit, O God, that we are called to be the ones who tell the truth
of all the redemption and justice and beauty already in the world now
and fully in the world on the other side of kingdom come.
We ask, O God, that you would give us the courage to tell the truth
and to be the people who stand in the middle of the tragic gap
knowing that while the world does not go well,
kingdom is in our midst, and kingdom comes.
We ask, O God, that you would make us brave enough to stand
unsolved, unfixed, in the middle of the brokenness and the beauty
honestly declaring both.
Amen.
djordan
Pine Tree Dr.