When is our complicity and the burden of responsibility enough to warrant direct action, even requiring class war and revolution, a fight for Love’s victory? Oh Lord, how long Lord?
There is nothing so freeing, yet so restrictive, as being your own boss, managing a small business, and striving for entrepreneurial excellence. Then, there’s the balance of maintaining family life, holding true to one’s convictions, vision, and life goals. Simply aiming for the ideal can only take one so far. Being present in every situation is of the utmost importance, yet vigilance may be hard to come by in times such as these. Still, we mustn’t squander the privilege of this opportune moment.
I hold a hope in my heart for our city, our state, even our world, as sad a shape it seems to be in. Above all, I hope for our children.
Feeling very weak today, and more afraid than concerned, to say it…having learned, or rather, having been conditioned to deny the heart, and all that matters; the expectations placed on a man, leave little room for free expression, loving, and reflection.
We are so fragmented, beyond broken by seperations and divisions…the schisms that create the chasm set between us and our creator. We create and recreate, as we rebirth the whole earth endeavors for the redemption of all things.