| Home, sweet home. |
In three weeks I should be fast asleep in my wee bed in Larne, Northern Ireland.
Right now, this thought brings a sense of excitement and grief. I love my home, my family and my friends. However, I will be leaving behind another home, family and friends in Nashville.
It seems to early to write a blog on goodbyes, so that will have to wait. For now, I want to share this poem by Kathy Galloway.
This is my prayer tonight. I'll blog soon.
Ashley
God beyond borders
we bless you for strange places
and different dreams
for the demands and diversity
of a wider world
for the distance
that lets us look back and re-evaluate
for new ground
where the broken stems can take root,
grow and blossom.
We bless you
for the friendship of strangers
the richness of other cultures
and the painful gift of freedom
Blessed are you,
God beyond borders.
But if we have overlooked
the exiles in our midst
heightened their exclusion
by our indifference
given our permission
for a climate of fear
and tolerated a culture of violence
Have mercy on us,
God who takes side with justice,
confront our prejudice
stretch our narrowness
sift out our laws and our lives
with the penetrating insight
of your spirit
until generosity is our only measure.
Kathy Galloway
Beautiful, beautiful poem.
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