There are times, beholding the wounds of the world,
we feel inadequate. We haven’t dome enough.
Yes, there are those who give their blood on the ramparts,
who are tireless in their work for justice and healing.
It is only together that we are they.
Remember you are not asked to save the world,
or even a single creature.
You are asked to listen,
to hear what you are called to do,
great or small,
and to do that.
In the stone wall I walk past every morning
there are small stones
that hold the great ones in place.
In the chorus you only sing one part
but when you change your note
you change the whole chord.
—May 24, 2019