"The remembering makes it now. And sometimes remembering will lead to a story, which makes it forever. That's what stories are for. Stories are for joining the past to the future. Stories are for those late hours in the night when you can't remember how you got from where you were to where you are. Stories are for eternity, when memory is erased, when there is nothing to remember except the story." -Tim O'Brien

01 May 2012

Then Where?


How is it with your soul?
It is not well with my soul.
I feel 
Hurt.
Violated.
Broken.

My heart, my soul is crying out,
Screaming,
Suffocating.
Amidst the parliamentary procedures,
the bureaucracy,
the hierarchy.
Amidst the confrontation,
the hurtful language,
the avoidance,
the brokenness.

Where is the hope?
Where is the love of the Gospel?
Where is the joy of the resurrection?
Where is the justice?
The equity?

Where is the peace, 
the welcome, 
the inclusion?

If such cannot be found within the church, then where?


A poem written in legislative committee Church & Society A of the United Methodist General Conference on April 27, 2012.

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