God is not evenhanded.
God is biased, horribly
in favor of the weak.
The minute an injustice is perpetrated,
God is going to be on the side of the one
who is being clobbered.
~Desmond Tutu
God is biased, horribly
in favor of the weak.
The minute an injustice is perpetrated,
God is going to be on the side of the one
who is being clobbered.
~Desmond Tutu
Of Note: The archbishop is "retiring" today on his 79th birthday. He has worked tirelessly throughout his life for truth and justice, and for that he was awarded the Nobel Peace prize. The Arch, as he is called by friends such as Bono, is an eternal optimist even though he has seen first hand the underbelly of civilization. According to TIME magazine, often this Fire of a man was able to walk into standoffs between South African protesters and armed police and persuade both sides to walk away. His secret? Faith in the divinity of humanity and, based on that belief, the knowledge that good will prevail. Even during the worst, he KNEW: "In the end, the perpetrators of injustice and oppression, the ones who strut the stage of the world often seemingly unbeatable--there is no doubt at all that they will bite the dust." We hope that the Archbishop even in retirement continues to affirm this message as the clobbered have few champions as vocal and influential as he.
Today's Weather Report: More of the same spring-like temperatures in the mid-60's Fahrenheit but without the winds of March. Perfect. As I look out the window of the office, the sun is illuminating the golden leaves of the nearby trees. How rich! Think, in the southern hemisphere, it IS spring. In the middle of winter, I have gotten photos from a friend in New Zealand of her magnificent garden in full bloom. Let me tell you, at that point it is literally a "sight for sore eyes." The one I would have a hard time get accustomed to is Christmas in the summer. Shows how relative are our experiences.
Today's Weather Report: More of the same spring-like temperatures in the mid-60's Fahrenheit but without the winds of March. Perfect. As I look out the window of the office, the sun is illuminating the golden leaves of the nearby trees. How rich! Think, in the southern hemisphere, it IS spring. In the middle of winter, I have gotten photos from a friend in New Zealand of her magnificent garden in full bloom. Let me tell you, at that point it is literally a "sight for sore eyes." The one I would have a hard time get accustomed to is Christmas in the summer. Shows how relative are our experiences.