Just a Little More Light

We’ve passed a meaningful milestone. We have now lost more Americans to COVID-19 than to the Vietnam war. That number is hard to take in: 63,538 souls so far. It’s all so terrible. Where we go from this “dark night of the soul,” seems hard to discern. Moving forward toward a better world while heartbroken for those we leave behind is a torture I had not considered when this began. We must hold on and let go. I hope you are being gentle with yourself.

I don’t want to rush these days. I don’t want to move too quickly to the “what’s next” or too quickly from the “once was.” This space between is too thick with lessons, many of which I am scared to learn but know I must to know the journey of Love.

Our accompanying one another on this journey makes all the difference. Last week, my friend and colleague Rev. Larry Peers published this poem. I thought it was stunning:

Just a little more light
to touch the places in us yearning for hope.
Just a little more light
to soothe our weary souls.
Just a little more light
to strengthen all of those providing care.
Just a little more light
to see the most vulnerable.
Just a little more light
from a horizon we so desire.
Just a little more light
to illumine our world once more.
Just a little more light.
Just a little more light.


You are light to me, friends. We are together in our grief and together in our rising. Thanks be to God that we belong to one another.

Just a little more light,

Cameron

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