I don’t want to be swallowed by the
darkness. Nor do I want to be blinded by
the beautiful façade. No, I want to be
part of a people who see the darkness, know it’s real, and then, then, then
light a candle anyway. And hold that
candle up against the wind and pass along our light wherever it’s needed, from
our own homes to the halls of legislation to the church pulpit to the kitchens
of the world.
--Sarah Bessey,
Out of Sorts:
Making Peace with an Evolving
Faith
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