Tuesday, March 20, 2007

Broken Cup

P: "It's all too much. War and violence wreak havoc all over the world. Every day people die of starvation and disease. In every community groups are oppressed and persecuted because they are different. We have better communication technology than any other time in history, yet people still live in loneliness and isolation. Every single person I meet is broken and wounded. Surrounded by so much pain, I am paralyzed. I'm empty. I have nothing to give. What can I do?"

C: "Maybe we're just snake oil salesmen peddling hope. We don't know if it'll work, but it's all we have to give."

P: "What if I don't even have that? What if I'm lost in the desert with nothing left to survive on, much less share?"

C: "Then put one foot in front of the other, one step at a time, until you get out. And maybe, just maybe, there will be manna along the way."