No party can save Us.
having a side turns our hearts into stone
the greatest battles are invisible minefields, cannons, minds me vs. them, a great divide frontlines running through our chests so, what if our hearts are too hard? what if we got the order wrong? the invisible enemy comes for us: "look at them..." he whispers clothing us with bitterness forging our hearts into stone shouldn't people be our hearts? grace and truth canoeing in tandem less about party, more than opinions or positions aren't people also our champions ears that see stories, mouths that water seeds cultivating surrounding fields? what if we got the order wrong? maybe the good life the new kingdom order isn't our likeness of… to be in power where running the race isn’t me versus them this harvest, if not the next can rain fruits like no other with justice and love birthing a new world order right below our star spangled banner adding salt, respecting each other with hands that thirst to sow replanting upside down living with triangle signs Jesus raised on the Sermon on the Mount if we remember the two calls: love your enemy and pray for them the very order our hard hearts keep forgetting then, do that too for your friend but we chose to ignore only the first one, as easier said than done won’t we just settle for a small feast? when our host wants to loosen our fists freeing us from our hunger to be right none will leave unscathed by echo chambers whiplashing anger, just indeed murder devaluing all other thinkers as cockroaches crushing them beneath our feet the enemy does delight in division our debates as we shout, "yay! nay!" for wall partitions worshiping blue or red savior from defensive positions to prove we have the right answer, we dehumanize each other hiding both God and our neighbor and still we think our world can be fixed only if this party would reign only if we held the reins then, we'd have real order what if we got the order wrong? what if our hearts are too hard? now, aren't we just like them those we profess to be never bitter, hard hearted, just… stone cold what if we got the order wrong? forgetting our neighbor forgetting our Father.
Heart Call:
It’s easy to get blinded in proving a point that we forget we’re more alike… than different.
What political topic tends to stir up tension when you’re talking with family or friends?
How can you practice listening for what’s beneath the words
and keep your tone steady, even when it’s hard?
Photo Credits: Karl Edwards.