Lying in bed, dilated eyes stabbed by the sudden flashes of lightning, sleep forbidden by the throaty peals of thunder, we wonder, “Is there anything more frightening than night storms?” True perspective comes only when Nature’s forces are faced during the day and we can see the way the course of our lives are changed by powers greater than our own. – Joey Cope
In politics, in communities, in personal relationships we’ve lost an appreciation of the different. We say we “honor” diversity, we point to our “many” instances of tolerance, and we wear our “love” for our enemies like a badge. But we forget that our interaction with the different is what makes us better by challenging and bringing understanding. And a better shared understanding is the real difference and the first step to a better world for us all. Don’t just be different . . . appreciate the different. – Joey Cope
So much of politics passes by the average person. By the time our attention is focused, women and men are proclaimed frontrunners. Most are not those we want running and not who we want in front. But we came too late to the game of politics. – Joey Cope
When times get tough, we often turn to the words of a poet or a balladeer to give us hope, to soothe our angst, and sometimes, to crank us up. Many paint only a picture of an ideal. . . in essence, a dream. John Lennon gave us that in “Imagine.” Imagining away religion, patriotism, hunger and competition seemed to smooth away all of the ugliness of the world. After all, “with nothing to kill or die for” we certainly would live better lives, wouldn’t we? Imagine such a world as that.
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If I’ve just trashed your favorite song of all time, please stay with me for a minute.
In the later verses of the song, John Lennon writes of bringing the world together and sharing the wealth of the world. While we can dream of a time when that would happen, the writer makes it unlikely by entrusting that exercise to humankind without a higher power.
A dream of that magnitude requires a vision and definite action. While dreams can burn softly like candles, only true vision fueled by process can ignite the fires that bring change and progress. Our prolific Beatle has a point here. Too often, action and progress, framed only in mortal idealism, give way to greed, lust, and attempts at domination. Imagine if there was none of that.
But that same action and progress, when formed in the image of One who is greater, brings about what Lennon is really seeking . . . Heaven on earth.
Imagine walking side by side with that One. Imagine sharing and building together. Imagine loving each other as God loves each of us. At the very least, it gives us something to “die for.”
It seems more and more I find myself with a lot to say, but find no words that are adequate.
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I’ve experienced this for years when facing the loss of a loved one or a friend. Even the words that are true and right just don’t seem to express my feelings at a given moment. And so I sit in silence. Or perhaps I repeat the same neutral, void-filling phrase over and over again.
Other life events bring similar moments. When a friend or family member makes choices with less than positive circumstances . . . when a friend or family member ignores what I said when I had something to say . . . when . . . when things I have previously said have hurt or isolated or angered another — even when my words were absolutely correct.
Sometimes there is no event, no particular moment. Sometimes words can’t impact the most glorious of spontaneous, non-history-making instants. Sometimes . . .
I suppose the point is this,