James Moriarty
Fig Tree in Spring, 2005

Everyone I talk to has something difficult to bear: the death of someone dear to them, grave illness in the family, loss of income, oppressive work conditions, the lessening of physical abilities, coping with addiction.

Add to that rampant anti-Semitism, racism, prejudice, selfishness, greed, and indifference to the poor, homeless, refugees, and immigrants—and the world seems unsafe, unloving, and ready to implode.

It is a time of terrible grief where anger, blame, and depression dominate.

Today I will be a part of God’s vision of love and compassion. I will offer comfort and kindness to everyone I meet because I know we are all grieving something.

I set the LORD ever before me; with him at my right hand I shall not be disturbed. Psalm 16:8