The musings of an eccentric and sometimes heretical Episcopal priest.
and the problem is this: we were bought with a kiss,but the cheek still turned, even when it wasn’t hit.and i don’t know what to do with a love like thatand i don’t know how to be a love like thatwhen all the love in the world is right here among usand hatred too, and so we must choose what our hands will dowhere there is pain, let there be grace.where there is suffering, bring serenity.for those afraid, help them be brave.where there is misery, bring expectancy.and surely we can change something.and the problem it seems is with you and me,not the Love who came to repair everythingand i don’t know what to do with a love like that.and i don’t know how to be a love like that.when all the love in the world is right here, among us.and hatred too and so we must choose what our hands will do.where there is pain, let us bring grace.where there is suffering, bring serenity.for those afraid, let us be brave.where there is misery, let us bring them relief.and surely we can change something.-David Crowder*Band, Surely We Can Change, Remedy (2007)
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