Recycled from June 2008

Liberating Love

Though I preach the sacred value of human life, if I sit on my hands and watch the oppression of my people, I am a hypocrite

Though I approve of the goals of human liberation and profess love for freedom, if I do not act on this love, it is worthless.

Though I think I can tell which way the wind is blowing, if I let the moment to act pass me by, I betray the imperative to love

The people have suffered long: charity serves barely to keep them alive. Charity by itself defuses the will of the people to act.

Love is not defined from reading a book or a tradition-it does not rest in its own abstract goodness, it is shaped by the concrete needs of the people. True love despises evil: it rejoices in the struggle for the good. On the path to triumph love can bear all things, will hope all things; I will not surrender.

Our need for justice and human dignity is ass dear as life itself: if there are political slogans they shall fade away; if there are exploitative economic systems they shall crumble and be changed. for mankind cannot live by slogans alone.

Mans right to freedom and dignity is a gift from God, thus when people together demand liberation, that which oppresses shall give away.

for before i knew what it meant to have dignity, I would neither see clearly nor love freely. but when I began to struggle, i discovered the true meaning of love.

When we were slaves, we spoke as slaves, we understood as slaves, we thought as slaves but as we became free, we castoff all the chains of servitude.

So faith, love and hope must abide, these three; but without freedom and dignity they remain hallow shadows.

Recycled from Sunday, June 15, 2008
Hungry, Lonely and Cold

When I was lonely,
You left me alone

When I was homeless,
You preached to me about the shelter of God's love.

When I was hungry,
You formed a club and discussed my hunger.

When I was naked,
You debated about the morality of my nakedness.

When I was in prison,
You hid in the cellar and prayed for my release.

When I was sick,
You fell on your knees and thanked God "for your health".

You seem to be so Holy and so close to God,
But I'm still hungry, lonely and cold.