A favourite Psalm of mine proclaims the following, “I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help. My help cometh from the Lord, which made heaven and earth.” The simple act of looking to the hills does not, of itself, bring promise. It is an act of desperation, the longing for salvation wrought of shared hopeful faith. In the end, our help doesn’t come from looking to the hills, but from the hand of God whose hills they are.
President Joseph R. Biden, Jr. and Vice President Kamala Harris will have their work cut out for them. We are in times of unprecedented division, delusion, decrepitude, and chaos. But, in all the good and hopeful things coming out of the Inauguration yesterday, none was so moving than this from young poet laureate, Amanda Gorman.
Normally I post poetry on my LitBits site. I felt it required…
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Amen and amen
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Hey there dear friend: I know…. I know — I suck as a friend. Sorry. I should have written you and Rae yonks ago! I rarely keep in-touch with my whanau either. Bad, Alan.
I read your latest post — it seems like ages since Ii last read one. How are you guys, anyways? I don’t know how to PM via WordPress — so I thought I’d make a “comment” and hopefully talk some more soon. All the best in 2021! Take care and stay safe. We’ve been getting scary news from the UK re: COVID nos. lately.
Your long lost mate, Alan