For I am the Lord your God
who takes hold of your right hand
and says to you,
Do not fear; I will help you.
–Isaiah 41:13 (NIV)
God, you promised to help me,
your right hand guiding,
with a cautious squeeze
or a confident tug.
But where were you this time?
You could have warned me.
There’s nothing worse than a friend
who sees you heading off a cliff
and says
nothing.
I suppose I should have waited longer,
listened deeper.
But you should have
tried a little harder–
shouted even.
But you didn’t
and people got hurt.
Eventually, I’ll be able to
justify your silence,
trust a bigger picture,
see the idol I worshipped.
But right now, God,
I don’t like you very much.
So don’t try to cuddle up;
I’m not in the mood.
Why, O Lord, do you stand far off?
Why do you hide yourself in times of trouble?
–Psalm 10:1 (NRSV)
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Here’s why Fred and I are done with conventionally grown bananas and the Chiquita Banana lady.
For consumers, bananas are a delicious and nutritious start to the day, a healthy snack and a fixture in our fruit bowls. For millions of residents in the banana lands, the production of bananas means social upheaval, violence and pesticide poisoning. Banana Land explores the origins of these disparate realities and opens the conversation on how workers, producers and consumers can address this disconnect. —bananalandmovie.org
What love mischief are you and God doing to care for the world?
Let me know and I will include it in an upcoming post.