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Morning of the March

Today I wear red, a pin, and a medal. I am
shrouded in mourning, clinging to prayer
as my siblings and peers gather
on Madison Drive, prepare
to march forward, bound
by sweaters, scarves,
-- faithhopelove --
sustained
by the greatest of these
for the least among us:
unexpected child,
unprepared mother.

Today I wear prodigal hope
as a birthright, not
political entitlement.
Stephan Anstey - on Jan. 22 2009

It is grace that gives us each the strength to fight for what we believe. I love this part of you - the ultimate peaceful warrior filled with righteous wrath and faithful rage. When words are wielded well for a cause, they change more actions than the force of guns or government.


Julie Ann Cook - on Jan. 22 2009
Ever notice how closely related despair and reckless hope are?

Sometimes I'm not sure which territory I'm in.

Grace is the belay hook that I rely on to keep me tethered a safe distance from utter depression. That's all.

Thanks for the response, Stephan.
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