Yes, Spring is coming.
But before the buds,
Before the blooms,
In the clean, clear grey light,
The world vibrates
With muddy possibility.
May I be content to be now
To drink in the almost and soon
Here in the beautiful not yet.
The final word to our lives will not be terror or hate. Even if they seem overwhelming now, they will not define us or control us. Other forces are at work, deep forces that move silently among us, drawing us closer against the storm. Whenever human beings face disaster together, whatever that peril may be, our ancient instinct for compassion rises up to unite us in common cause. We do not shatter beneath the blows. We only grow stronger. No, fear and hate will never have the last word. Love will. The love every faithful soul feels when it sees a life in danger. Bishop Steven Charleston
with thoughts and prayers for the people of Brussels, Ivory Coast and all places affected by violence and danger