Heavy Heart
Sometimes… if I think too much about what we, as photogenX, are trying to eliminate – injustice – it seems impossible.
At moments, it takes my breath away.
I feel helpless. Powerless. Weak. Defeated.
What can we really do?
We raise thousands of dollars hoping to bring about some sort of transformation.
But what changes, what good has come?
I become paralyzed in the weight of emotion pressing against my heart.
I want to crawl into a ball, close my eyes and wish the pain of this world away.
Where is my white flag?
But something inside my soul says no. I will not surrender. Deep down, in the very core of my being, I know the truth.
His kingdom will come. His will, will be done. On earth as it is in heaven.
And for this reason I march on in love. I march on in hope. I march on in faith and believe the impossible.
Injustice will end and the world will, once again, come in line with its original calling – to be captivated worshippers of God.
At moments, it takes my breath away.
I feel helpless. Powerless. Weak. Defeated.
What can we really do?
We raise thousands of dollars hoping to bring about some sort of transformation.
But what changes, what good has come?
I become paralyzed in the weight of emotion pressing against my heart.
I want to crawl into a ball, close my eyes and wish the pain of this world away.
Where is my white flag?
But something inside my soul says no. I will not surrender. Deep down, in the very core of my being, I know the truth.
His kingdom will come. His will, will be done. On earth as it is in heaven.
And for this reason I march on in love. I march on in hope. I march on in faith and believe the impossible.
Injustice will end and the world will, once again, come in line with its original calling – to be captivated worshippers of God.
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