The Future, Reinhold Niebuhr

Quote

“Nothing worth doing is completed in our lifetime; therefore we must be saved by hope.

Nothing true or beautiful or good makes complete sense in any immediate context of history; therefore we must be saved by faith.

Nothing we do, however virtuous, can be accomplished alone; therefore we are saved by love.

No virtuous act is quite as virtuous from the standpoint of our friend or foe as from our standpoint.

Therefore we must be saved by the final form of love, which is forgiveness.”

~ Reinhold Niebuhr, The Irony of American History, 1952

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CHERISH

Call to mind those who reside in

Heart ~ the multi-faceted whole which inspires soul

Every kind face who supports dreams, goals

Runs the race alongside, companions on quest

In it to win it, they witness each triumph

Shore up faith’s courage when loss prevails

Hearts of others hold us aloft ~ celebrate & cherish♥♥

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MIRACULOUS!

M

Moving mountains

I

In desperate hearts, open hearts, God

R

Reigns in quiet glory, humble yet

A

Almighty, and always astonishing.

C

Christ came, and through Him many would come

U

Undone ~ For the Grace of God shatters religious legalism’s delusions and deceits.  His

L

Love is larger, more complex than man’s mind can grasp; it

O

Outdoes our limited ability to love others, and ourselves.  And it offers

U

Us the Eternal filament which connects us to Him ~ union with the Heavenly Father through His

S

Son, Jesus ~ Savior, Redeemer of souls Who can transform everything, and anyone who’s willing to say,
“I need a miracle, Lord”.

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Heart Snippets

A snippet of verse

Old-fashioned romantic rhyme

Haiku brevity

Couplet, heart’s heliotrope

But longing’s ache can’t be snipped

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Black Bannered Love

Wails now whispers

Voice gone raspy, then

Mute…time and mourning

Made off with songs, laughter

Sole attire limp black linen dress

Frayed-worn-regal, grief-weighted

By love which won’t let go of

Widow he never knew…words

He no doubt discarded, her

Letter-poems left at his door

Brief trembly-brave visit ignored

What choice did he have

Wed to another…king of world

Rich-different, removed…ruled

By fearsome god ‘recluse’

Two decades since he sailed

From Earth…count four more

Past autumn she clasped

Him hidden to heart

Undying obsession bides crepe-

Banner’d black…breaths echo dry

Leaves rustling November

She tips Mona Lisa lips

To charcoal-drawn sky

Nourishes his ghost with

Fond foolish recollections

Artist’s character admired

Flame-blue regarding eyes

Ardent ageless affections

He’ll no longer refuse

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