I’ve loved this poem for a long time. These days it speaks to me in an especially poignant way, as the heartbreak deepens across our country and around our world.
Many of us love life, of course, but some people seem to love their own lives and care little for the lives of others. They seem to want a world in which they and people with whom they feel at home have a chance to thrive, while others—especially the marginalized—must fight every day simply to survive.
As Caring Catalyst’s we dig deeper where the ground seems the hardest and most crustiest; especially the shovel appears at its dullest. We dig and we dig deep and we dig endlessly. And when one of us tires or feels the blisters, hands red and raw, we glove up and dig on. . .
Memo to Self: Go beyond your broken heart: learn from it and follow. Get in touch with your fierce love of life, everyone’s life, and if you find it smoldering, blow on the embers and rekindle it. Push back on the fearful who want to tamp life down, and work hard(er). . . you’ll always find yourself not as alone as it sometimes feels and abracadabra. . .you’ll experience in a deeper way than a shovel can ever unearth, a purpose worth living for.
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Chuck, you will find this column compliments your post today.
https://open.substack.com/pub/michaelsmith/p/when-compassion-becomes-elimination?utm_campaign=post-expanded-share&utm_medium=web
And there is a reason for all of it.
When he saw the crowds, he had compassion for them, because they were harassed and helpless, like sheep without a shepherd. Matthew 9:36
I appreciate your SHARE, Chris and thank you for not only paying attention but ADDING ON to make (me) it better
Lovely poem Chuck. Have a blessed week my friend.
Much appreciate your kind thoughs and words, Sir