I Long to Dwell
Self-knowledge:
I long to dwell in a gentle place
Where acceptance doesn’t depend on race.
Where sins are forgiven, each person driven
By self-knowledge of their own sin.
Understanding:
I long to dwell where people smile;
They say to me, “Sit down a while.”
They listen quietly, as do I;
And understanding, we say “aye”.
Safety:
I long to dwell where children are safe
No longer victims of hate or rape.
No longer killed inside the womb,
Nor harmed by parents’ angry gloom.
Growth:
I long to dwell with an inner peace,
Having confessed my anger and grief,
No longer concerned what others think —
Nor under their opinions shrink.
Humility:
I long to love as Jesus loves,
To fly like an eagle or a dove,
To have a purpose that fits like a glove,
And remember my gifts have come from above.
Real Heroes
So many people go about quietly doing their jobs and fulfilling their family and/or civic duties. Some of their work may be dangerous, or sometimes achingly boring or mundane. They may never be famous. They may never be rich. There is nothing glamorous about them. Yet they are real heroes.
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