It’s been an exhausting week. Without planning it, today’s ReVerse sums it up quite well. Too well.
Oh I know there are those who see the culmination of this week’s events as a victory. It’s why they voted for trump after all, knowing full well what a misogynistic, racist, greedy, narcissist he was. He was a means to an end. This end. The highest court of our land is now stacked in their favor. It’s a gift from their god, surely. The one who judges and condemns women, minorities, foreigners, the poor, the sick, children, the weak. Yes, that god, praise Jesus. They are reaping the just rewards for their idolatry. One step closer to the heaven on earth they dream of and pray for each night.
I know you’re thinking, tell us what you really think, Kat. Ha! Am I right?!
Well, I’ll tell you. What I really think. What I know. The god they so piously claim to worship? He is not god…his son is not Jesus. The Jesus I know loved the outcast, the sinner, the poor, the weak. He gave women a voice and included them amongst his disciples. He listened to them, confided in them. It was a woman he first appeared to when he returned. If you believe in the stories written about him. It’s okay if you don’t.
I’ll admit I do not believe in the god of those who call themselves christian. I stopped warming a pew long ago. I could not stomach the lies, self-righteousness judgment, and hate that spewed from the pulpit and festered in the hearts of loyal congregants who gratefully thanked god, their god, for saving them from being like… well, you know, us…the others…the fallen…the lost.
In fact, I feel lost right now. I like to think that there is a god somewhere who cares. That Jesus is real. That all the sages of the ages who speak of love and mercy and forgiveness were on to something. That there is a god who asks us to love one another, to help the foreigner, to visit the prisoner, to feed the hungry, to heal the sick, to welcome the outcast…because that’s the kind of god he (or she) is. Yeah, that would be a god worth following, worth believing in.
As I write this I am sitting on my porch in the cool darkness listening to crickets and city sounds droning in the distance. I think about those who are suffering tonight. Those who were hurt this week. Those whose memories of injustice were dredged from the darkness, laid bare, and trampled upon by those who are celebrating a win this weekend. My heart breaks for us all, and I know I am not the only one who feels this way. And that gives me hope. I still believe in the goodness of those of us who feel. I believe in that spark of compassion that I see in those around me. God may not be some white haired dude sitting on a throne smiting the unchosen after all, but I’m more than okay with that. I see god in the gentle, the compassionate, the weak, the outcast, in all living, breathing things; I feel god in the wind. I can believe that god. The one who is. I can believe in us. I can believe in you. There you are. I see you.
Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 7 October 2018
i rise like air
listen…there is birdsong
I hearsay, hearsay’s not proof for true seekers of truth
silence
no one would know
weaving threads of silken lace she lies in wait and waits
face toward the light so shadows fall behind, out of sight
death interrupts our planned existence in an instant
trust is fragile, easily lost, regained at great cost
when justice declares her verdict…
saying you believe, but…reveals a mind that is shut
She was a bitch.
~kat
A ReVerse poem is a summary poem with a single line lifted from each entry of a collection of work over a particular timeframe and re-penned in chronological order as a new poem. Unlike a collaborative poem, the ReVerse features the words of one writer, providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time. I use it as a review of the previous week.
October 7th, 2018 at 11:02 am
You are the proof that there is a God however he, she or both might look like, who cares 😚
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October 7th, 2018 at 1:21 pm
Thank you Bee for your kind words. As are you. Love will overcome this present darkness. ❤️
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October 8th, 2018 at 3:19 am
Thanks 😚. May your new week be full of hope and happiness
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October 8th, 2018 at 8:39 am
I wish the same for you. 🙂
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October 8th, 2018 at 8:55 am
Thanks 😚
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October 7th, 2018 at 1:17 pm
The is a God. But today too many have forgotten what he looks like, instead to the one playing his charade.
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October 7th, 2018 at 1:20 pm
Yes Hélène, I believe that. We have forgotten giving way to fear.
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October 7th, 2018 at 4:24 pm
I want to say i can’t believe what happened the last couple of weeks, but of course i can. We seem to have hit rock bottom as a country, but maybe thete’s worse to come? Sickening. And i don’t understand what these crazy Republicans think they’re winning. No one is winning anything. They are at the toxic bottom of a cavern and dragging everyone down with them…
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October 7th, 2018 at 5:44 pm
It is very frustrating and disheartening Mary. We all need to vote next month like our lives depended on it…because they do.
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October 7th, 2018 at 5:50 pm
Oh i agree. I’m going to vote every time i have the chance until i drop dead. I’ve always voted. Every election since i turned 18. (1981) It’s always important, but vitally so now. I was exhausted yesterday. A good night’s sleep last night helped. Resistance takes a lot of energy and stamina. I think they want us to get tired and give up. When their hell freezes over, i say!
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October 7th, 2018 at 5:52 pm
I’m with you Sister!!! Have you heard? We’re having a heat wave and I have to believe it’s a beautiful shade of blue! 😊
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October 7th, 2018 at 5:53 pm
Blue is my favorite color! 🙂
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October 7th, 2018 at 5:55 pm
Mine too…when I’m not seeing red! 😉
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October 7th, 2018 at 4:45 pm
Very powerful words Kat, and you know that I agree wholeheartedly.
We can only keep on keeping on, and hope that, eventually, sense will prevail. I leave out the word “common” deliberately, because sense is far from common now.
Love and hugs to you.
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October 7th, 2018 at 8:50 pm
Well articulated, Kat, as usual.
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October 7th, 2018 at 9:30 pm
Thank you.
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