Monday, June 9, 2014

Follow the Way of Love


"Follow the way of love
and eagerly desire 
gifts of the spirit, 
especially prophecy." 

I'm studying and journaling through 1 Corinthians now. This verse fascinated me as I started chapter 14. "Follow the way of love..." What is love? That's what chapter 13 is about: patience, kindness, humility, protection of the innocent... Chapter 14 is about life in the church: why we should prioritize mutual edification rather than individualistic displays of spirituality.


"But the one who prophesies 
speaks to people for their 
strengthening, encouraging
and comfort." vs 3

As I thought of how people lead and service in churches, Christian organizations, and families, I mused that the way of love is about serving authentically to bless others and draw them closer to the real Jesus. 


Being a loving leader is not about seeking to become a famous celebrity, founding your own movement, showing off your power, demanding compliance and conformity, or pulling rank. It is not about racking up attendance numbers or using ministry to make big money. It is not making a huge fuss about visitors ("love bombing") but then ignoring their real needs once they are regular attenders. It is not taking advantage of the time, money, reputation, or bodies of vulnerable people in the name of ministry.  It is not covering up evils that need to be properly exposed and routed out, just so that "the ministry" (or your own image) can continue untarnished by shame.  It's not rising through the ranks by pushing others aside or down. That's not love.  That's not leadership. That's all arrogance and selfishness. That's what drives people away from churches and Jesus.


So what is following the way of love?  It is looking for the needs of others, and finding healthy ways to meet them - not to feel special or look good, but to genuinely care for others no matter who reciprocates or even notices.


Of course, prophecy isn't the only way to strengthen, encourage, or comfort our fellow believers.  You don't have to wait for that special supernatural gift in order to be worthy of reaching out.  If you are a believer, you have the Holy Spirit in you, and he has given you unique gifts to share.



How about these ideas?


  • a warm hug or a shoulder to cry on
  • an impromptu prayer and continuing prayer
  • an affirming comment on a Facebook status
  • a plate of cookies or a meal delivered
  • an understanding ear - without judgment? 
  • the gift of an inspiring book or CD
  • a pretty card with a Bible verse that isn't trite or inappropriate for the situation
  • celebrating an accomplishment of someone who is outside the core group and rarely gets noticed
  • a visit in the hospital or prison
  • a safe place to stay for a victim of domestic violence
  • a thank you note for even a small thing
  • a ride to church, just once or week after week
  • telling your pastor how much the sermon blessed you 
  • reading a Christian picture book with your child
  • taking photos to show forth the glory of God's creation
  • writing a testimony of God's faithfulness in a blog post 
  • designing a web site to facilitate ministry
  • singing for an elderly shut-in
  • volunteering to teach Sunday school 

When you do any of these actions from a heart of true compassion, you are following the way of love.  Do you want to lead?  Well and good, but you must first and always be a humble follower of Jesus.  Listen, and do just what he tells you.

While we're on the topic of authentic love, I have a few more thoughts about chapter 13 from my journal.  Again, thinking of ways that relationships can become twisted in the name of God, I realize there should be healthy boundaries.


  • "Patience" should never enable destructive behaviors or just plain laziness.
  • "Kindness" should not become coddling or favoritism.
  • "Is not self-seeking" does not mean you should neglect your own legitimate needs. You can't effectively serve when you are running on empty.
  • "Protection" should not over-shelter children in a way that prevents them from learning how to survive and thrive in the real world. It should also not cover for someone whose behavior is risky or sinful. In addition, protecting others does not mean you should neglect protecting yourself from others.
  • "Trust" does not mean attributing trustworthiness to those who have a pattern of breaking trust. It is also not too permissive for the situation.
  • "Keeps no record of wrong" does not mean letting crime (in the church or family) go unreported.
  • "Rejoicing in the truth" does not mean gloating over winning an argument at the expense of a relationship, or feeling morally superior to the heathen masses outside your church doors.

Those are all childish responses to the command to love. In the extreme, those are also all ways to abuse or be abused. Instead, we need to heed verse 13:11 which says, "When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me."  

We shouldn't be naive in our relationships with others, and think that we are loving them or that they are loving us when it's an illusion. So I ask myself, "In what ways do I still act like a child and not a full grown woman? In which areas of my life do I need to grow out of my impulsiveness, immaturity, and insincerity?  In what ways do I need to prudently protect myself or others? In what ways do I need to prepare my children to love wisely and well?"


Let us all follow the way of love and grow together in Christ.


You might also like these closely related posts:

Virginia Knowles
www.WatchTheShepherd.blogspot.com

P.S. I already wrote enough this evening, so I'm not going to take the time to look up related Scripture passages about love and leadership. If you can think of one, or want to research this a little more, please share in the comments!


Tuesday, May 20, 2014

"Be Still, My Soul" (Strength in Hymn)


"Be Still, My Soul"
by Katharina von Schlegel, 1697-?

Translated by Jane Borthwick, 1813-1897


Be still, my soul; the Lord is on thy side;
Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain;
Leave to thy God to order and provide;
In every change He faithful will remain.
Be still, my soul; thy best, thy heavenly, Friend
Through thorny ways leads to a joyful end.



Be still, my soul; thy God doth undertake
To guide the future as He has the past.
Thy hope, thy confidence, let nothing shake;
All now mysterious shall be bright at last.
Be still, my soul; the waves and winds still know
His voice who ruled them while He dwelt below.

 
Be still, my soul, though dearest friends depart
And all is darkened in the vale of tears;
Then shalt thou better know His love, His heart,
Who comes to soothe thy sorrows and thy fears.
Be still, my soul; thy Jesus can repay
From His own fulness all He takes away.

 
Be still, my soul; the hour is hastening on
When we shall be forever with the Lord,
When disappointment, grief, and fear are gone,
Sorrow forgot, love's purest joys restored.
Be still, my soul; when change and tears are past,
All safe and blessed we shall meet at last.


  
Listen here: Libera Boys Choir

Why I Picked This Hymn
(And Thoughts Disillusionment, and Passivity vs. Assertiveness)

       While my daughter Julia was in labor last Friday with her sweet little guy, I stopped at the Christian bookstore down the street and browsed the bargain rack for a book to read in the waiting room.  I found Angry Conversations with God: A Snarky but Authentic Spiritual Memoir by actress, comedienne, and screenwriter Susan E. Isaacs.  I bought it, knowing that it would fit right in with some of the themes of this blog like faith crisis and spiritual disillusionment.  I managed to polish it off pretty quickly.   She writes raw, somewhat akin to Anne Lamottbut not quite as "out there."  Particularly sensitive readers may not appreciate her candor or her language.   There is so much that the author experienced that I haven’t, such as prolonged singleness, alcoholism, eating disorders, and sexual promiscuity. However, there is so much I could directly relate to, like diverse church & friendship experiences,  recovering  from spiritual/emotional abuse, being angry at God (yes, me too, sometimes), or the frustrations of being a more fluid, poetic, creative, ADD thinker among those who tend to be more linear and boxy.  She quotes this first verse of the hymn near the end of the book, writing: 

“I dragged myself to church that Sunday.  I had to show up now and then since I worked at the church office.  The worship band played their usual 7/11 songs (seven words repeated eleven times). People raised their hands in bliss or triumph.  What did they feel that I didn’t?  What did they know that I didn’t?  I sat down in protest.  And then some guy walked up to the piano and started playing “Finlandia,” one of the most beautiful pieces of music ever written.  A singer came forward and sang, “Be Still My Soul,” a hymn I’d known since childhood.”


       Ms. Isaacs offers no other commentary about the hymn right then, but from reading the book, I sense that it was an anchor to her soul, or perhaps a life vest thrown forward from her Lutheran upbringing.  A beautiful hymn like this speaks to the heart, whether it is in a lush and haunting melody, or the deep words of comfort and hope amidst so much that is either crushing or trite or, worse yet, both.   

       In this hymn, it seems that most of the promise comes in the afterlife, when "All now mysterious shall be bright at last" and "When we shall be forever with the Lord, when disappointment, grief, and fear are gone."   This hymn seems to advocate passivity in suffering.  There is truth in her words, "Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain; leave to thy God to order and provide," when we are in situations beyond our control, where there is nothing to do but wait and trust.  However, that does not mean we sit by and do nothing if we can, in fact, do something.  Sometimes that "something" starts with asking others for help in our own sorry situations, or raising awareness about the sufferings or others.  Then we go forward from there.  We should never advocate passivity when it is used to further victimize the oppressed by keeping them under silent bondage.  That is essentially saying, "Gut it up, it will all be OK in heaven.  Until then, just shut up and submit to what you're given."   God forbid!  There are plenty of times to stand up and declare, "Enough!"  -- and then take real assertive action to stop the injustice, whether it is for yourself, your children, your friends, your local community, or even strangers halfway around the globe in Nigeria.   

       Where does the "be still my soul" come in then?  It comes in our foundation of trust in God, who cares for us and empowers us as we dare to do right.  I can do this (whatever "this" is) because, no matter what happens, God is with me and he can guide me as I pay attention.  Even if  I lose my life or my lifestyle trying to bring truth, justice, and compassion in a dark world, this is not the end.  There is still more for me in eternity, and it is bright.

The Story Behind the Hymn
       Katharina von Schlegel belonged to a Lutheran religious order in the 18th century.  You can read more about her at these sites and others:


       Finnish composer Jean Sibelius wrote “Finlandia” as a protest anthem against Czarist Russia.   Only a small section of this symphonic poem is used in the hymns  “Be Still, My Soul” and “We Rest on Thee” and several others.  It was also used as the tune of the national anthem of the short-lived African country of Biafra.

     This hymn is the 36th in my Strength in Hymn series.

Grace and peace,
Virginia Knowles


P.S. I took these photos in Baldwin Park, Florida, in a little plaza with a fountain, while we waited for my teens to get out of youth group, and just after this little Melody girl had helped serve at a monthly dinner that her big sister Julia organizes for our homeless friends.   Redemption action starts young.

I often link my posts to these blogs:





  • Still Saturday
  • The Sunday Community


  •   

    Wednesday, April 23, 2014

    Bonding and Bondage in Abusive Relationships



    In case you're wondering why you can't "just get over it" from a painfully abusive or damaging or destructive relationship: Trauma bonding makes any relationship harder to end, harder to heal, harder to find freedom from through forgiveness, than the loss of a true love. The neural pathways burned into a brain in trauma bonding are laid down in powerful fear/anxiety hormonal rushes leaving even comparatively good memories with the person colored with the stains of those traumatic events. The loss of anyone we have loved -- whether they have treated us very well indeed or in a deplorable manner -- is something that will heal best in long, loving talks with wise friends and counselors... and Jesus. HE went through a bit of trauma bonding and betrayal, too, right?  ~~ GeorgiaAna Larson

    My dear friend GeorgiaAna posted this as her Facebook status, and then kindly given me permission to share.  I think this is especially pertinent in light of my on-going series on various kinds of abuse in churches, organizations, and families.  

    If you know someone who is currently in an abusive relationship, or who is recovering from one, please take the time to understand what they are experiencing.  The simplistic "let's tweak this problem and move on" approach will not work here.  The dynamics of abusive relationships are extremely complicated.  The damage and the danger do not end when the abuser is physically absent. The victim so often carries serious emotional bondage along into the future, blocking her ability to see herself clearly, to trust others prudently, to rebuild her life, and to form healthy attachments.  This is true in all kinds of abusive settings, but especially in romantic relationships.  Unfortunately, an abused woman returns to her abusive partner an average of seven times -- if she even leaves him in the first place. There are many reasons for this:
    • She might feel sorry for him. 
    • She might feel emotionally or financially dependent on him.  
    • She may have children with him. 
    • She may not want to leave the familiarity of her home. 
    • She may have been made to feel that she deserved the cruel treatment.  
    • She might fear what the future will bring, and the known evil is less scary than unknown freedom.
    • He might promise to do better, and actually treat her kindly for a period of time.  
    • He may have threatened that he will harm her or her loved ones if she doesn't come back.
    • He may have purposely isolated her from resources and people she needs.  
    • She may feel shamed by her friends, family, or religious community if she leaves, because that appears to be a mark of her own failure. 
    • She may feel bound by a commitment she made to him -- a commitment that has already been completely shattered by her partner's choices. 
    • She may have no emotional and logistical support from people who truly understand.


    It takes a lot of time and effort to be set free from an abusive relationship, not just in getting to a safe location, but in finding emotional liberty and healing. What should have been the healthy bonding of love and cooperation has instead become the destructive bondage of control, manipulation, and abuse.  In this case, healing involves a rather intricate disconnection from the co-dependency.  (The image comes to mind of separating conjoined twins.)

    Patient, loyal, honest, and wise friends are such treasures in times like this.  Sometimes you have to take a risk and tell it like it is, without being condescending or judgmental.   You might start with: "I am very concerned for you.  I sense that you aren't in a safe place in life right now, and that maybe you don't fully realize the potential danger.  What can I do for you?" It may take more than once.  Be there.  Stay there. Don't be offended if your friend does not respond the way you would hope. Even very intelligent people can get mentally sucked into the muck and live in denial.  If you think she is at risk, don't give up.  Stick with her.  Encourage her to seek domestic violence counseling from a qualified professional, perhaps getting a referral from your local DV center. 

    Articles to educate yourself and/or help a friend: 
    I also invite you to read my article on domestic violence, which has numerous links of its own: 
    And finally, a prayer...

    “For Those Who Suffer”

    You are love,
    and you see all the suffering,
    injustice, and misery,
    which reign in this world.

    Have pity, we implore you,
    on the work of your hands.
    Look mercifully on the poor,
    the oppressed, 
    and all who are heavy laden
    with error, labour and sorrow.

    Fill our hearts with deep compassion 
    for those who suffer,
    and hasten the coming of 
    your kingdom of justice and truth.

    Eugène Bersier (1831-1889)

    God bless you,
    Virginia Knowles

    \\ light & free //

    Monday, April 21, 2014

    On Patriarchy, Scandal, Abuse... and Grace

    My 10 children and two not-picture-happy grandsons
    (and two more grandsons yet to be born)
    in an impromptu family photo on Easter 2014
    Dear friends,

    My heart is very weary these days reading stories about scandal in churches, religious organizations, and families. So much going on, and nothing really surprises me anymore. For years, I have been researching abuse of spiritual authority. On the one hand, I am glad that darkness is being brought to light and families are being released from bondage of many sorts. Still, I am saddened to hear of all who have been so wounded by errant religious leaders who preached what they did not practice. 

    So many of my loved ones have been hurt, especially by the patriarchy movement that has been popular among large home schooling families like mine. This hits way too close to home. I also get lot of e-mails from people who read my blogs, and I can tell you, the damage is deep and wide. I grieve.

    My angst is not just about the allegations of sexual misconduct. It is about legalistic and hypocritical teaching that has destroyed families.  It's not just Doug Phillips, but men like Bill Gothard, Doug Wilson, C.J. Mahaney, and Mark Driscoll. I greatly respected them, even put them on pedestals. I regret that now. I sincerely apologize to any of you who started following their teaching because of anything I wrote. At the bottom of this post, there is a whole slew of links for you on some of the problems caused by patriarchal leaders and organizations. This is just a fraction of what is out there.

    I love Jesus. I love people. This is not about gossiping or being bitter or judgmental. It is about setting people free and helping them move toward wholeness. I hate authoritarian abuse. I hate religious legalism. I hate the hypocrisy of those who vehemently preach one thing and flagrantly practice the opposite. Yet I was part of this, to a certain extent, even if mainly by association. I am a mother of 10 who became an eager participant in the full quiver / home education movement over 25 years ago after reading Mary Pride's books. This was my life. I read about it, tried to live it, promoted it. I love my 10 kids. I love home schooling. That is not the problem. It's how I did it because of who I allowed to influence me.  I am so sorry for the damage that my own children suffered because of this. I am so grateful, by the grace of God, that we are all still very close, and that everyone is somehow pulling through in their own ways. I've heard some of them say, "We're not doing everything quite the way you did," and I, with relief, say, "That's a very good thing!"

    We still have a long way to go. I woke on Easter morning with so much on my mind, so many struggles and failures and unmet expectations. On top of my troubled thoughts, I hadn't slept well and I still had so much to do before family came over in the afternoon. I usually fix a decent Easter breakfast with eggs and such, but yesterday, I was so overwhelmed that I just didn't.  I was all "pickles and prickles" as we got ready for church. In the van, I realized that none of my five younger children had even taken the time to grab a bowl of cereal. (Oh, bad Mommy! Wait. Not! That one's on them, and they didn't even care about it! It's a good thing our church sets out granola bars...) Such a small thing among the bigger ones.  

    In the midst of my Easter fluster, I appreciated my pastor reminding us that we still live in a fallen "Good Friday" world, and that we need the resurrection story every day. I know I do! I was also glad to hear him affirm how much Jesus did to overthrow patriarchal attitudes toward women by welcoming them into his ministry and opposing those who tried to oppress them. When he rose from the dead, he called Mary Magdalene by name and sent her out as the first witness of his resurrection in a culture which did not even allow the testimony of a woman in court. Jesus valued women. He values me. He values you, whether you are male or female, old or young, rich or poor, weak or strong... 

    Please, dear sisters and brothers, if you are reading this, wherever you are, whatever has happened or is happening in your life, please find your grace and liberty and healing. There may be some things that you need to let go and other things you need to embrace. It is sometimes crazy scary, but it will be worth it.

    If you like what you see in this post, considering subscribing to this blog using subscribe options in the sidebar.

    Finally, here are some general links from my blogs, and then some about Doug Phillips and Bill Gothard on other sites.

    On my blogs:



    Other blogs and news sites...

    Sunday, April 13, 2014

    Moving on from Broken - My Church and Life Transition Story


    This article is an update of one I did two years ago.  It has been cross-posted on the No Longer Quivering web site this evening as part of their series on recovering from spiritual abuse. Please note that many people who post and comment there have chosen to leave the Christian faith because of abuse. I ask you to be sensitive to that as you read and interact.

    Four years ago, our family left a church organization which was and is facing major issues with legalism and abuse. It wasn’t easy to be there at the end. It wasn’t easy to leave. It still isn’t easy to navigate what I believe and how I relate to people. Despite my deep disappointment and disillusionment, I have continued to rebuild my own spiritual life. I have also looked back on several things that helped me transition out of more than one less-than-ideal-for-me situations. I’d like to share these with you.

    Before we left, I started reading widely and deeply about the subject of abuse of authority in churches, organizations, the full quiver / home schooling movement, and families. I continue with that research nearly every day. Since then, I have been grieved by how many iconic celebrity religious leaders have bit the dust in a big way, and more importantly, how much damage they have done to others in the name of God. It makes me really wonder why I trusted what they were telling me about how to “do the Christian life right” when they were leading double lives with desperately dark sides. I am no longer shocked when I hear such news. It just seems inevitable because the legalism they espouse does not transform lives. 

    As I started contemplating potential changes in my life, I took a lot of time to think through what was bothering me, evaluate it according to what I already knew, read as much as I could from a variety of trusted sources, and seek advice from wise friends and counselors. One Christian counselor, extremely knowledgeable about spiritual abuse from both personal and professional experience, helped me to think through leaving our church, as well as deal with some other very troubling situations. My current Christian counselor (who found funding to pay for our sessions) has helped me deal with even more issues, such as grieving the death of my mother and re-entering the work force. One counselor was a total fail in our only appointment. I can laugh a little now, but at the time his insensitivity was seriously triggering to me. I understand that many others have had similar experiences with those who identify themselves as “Biblical” or nouthetic counselors.

    I spent a few months researching what I wanted in a new church. I asked around, surfed the web, listened to sermons on-line, made a short list of possible churches, and talked to my family about the options. When I found a potential church that looked especially good, I called a friend who had attended there for a few years and grilled her for about an hour. The pastors, elders and other members there have been extremely supportive in light of our prior church experience. It has been a safe place where I can breathe and recover.

    I have attempted to stay on good terms with our friends and pastors from our former church, which was challenging because of what I have written about the church’s parent organization. (Note: Fortunately, the congregation chose to leave that group in late 2014, after this article was written.) I am pleased to say that those who were truly my friends are still my friends. I know some folks have been shunned by members of their former churches, but that really hasn't been an issue for us. I have taken the opportunity to communicate clearly with some of the pastors what my issues were with the church. They took the time to interact with me, they have expressed authentic sorrow, and I believe they have taken my words into consideration as they plan for the future.

    I have given myself permission to handle this transition at my own pace without expecting too much. It certainly wasn't over the minute we left our old church, and frankly, they didn’t cause all of my issues in the first place. From what I've read on web sites about spiritual abuse, these kinds of situations can trigger PTSD (post traumatic stress disorder), with the associated depression, anxiety, anger, apathy, disillusionment, distrust, relational conflict, and spiritual doubt. I have experienced every single one of them.  It can be a complicated tangle that takes time to sort out. There are some phrases, songs, subconscious impressions, and even Bible passages that give me a spiritually allergic sensation and make me recoil. I ask myself, "Why am I reacting like this?" and try not to let negative associations ruin otherwise good things. It is especially comforting to know that God is big enough and loving enough to handle my angst. I find that I am much less "put together" than I thought I was before, but I've also learned to be OK with that.

    I now have the freedom to live outside the box of other people's expectations of what it looks like to be a “godly woman” particularly in the area of marriage and motherhood. After years and years in strongly complementarian settings and mindset, I have steadily edged toward evangelical egalitarianism. I have also rethought my views on parenting and education. I am a mother of 10, ages 8 to 26, and I taught them at home for over 20 years. I was a die-hard full quiver home school mom, publishing three books and 16 years of e-magazines and blogs about it. I had nightmares about the thought of sending my children to public school. Yet some of my own children have thrived there in the past few years. I have been criticized and questioned by a few who are bewildered by our choice, but the fact that most of my kids are in public school is not the most pressing issue in my life at the moment. I no longer feel the need to justify my educational decisions. I just do what needs to be done each year.

    Journaling and blogging are also important to me. Writing it out clarifies some of the issues, and helps me to go back later and reconsider what I had been thinking before. Sometimes I see a little bit of progress from then until now, and other times I have to go back and reclaim some of that progress that seems to have slipped. For me, journaling is a private matter. No one has permission to read them.  It has to be a safe place to let it all out without the fear of having to explain it to someone who might misinterpret what I'm saying. I write out personal thoughts, Bible notes, life management and inspirational book notes, prayers, and plans for the future.  Blogging is obviously more public than my journaling, but it is a huge help, too. I have always said, "I write to stay sane" and that is more true than ever. I blog about spiritual abuse and recovery at www.WatchTheShepherd.blogspot.com, observations about daily life at www.VirginiaKnowles.blogspot.comand motherhood at www.thismomsgrowsup.blogspot.com.   

    Another way that I use writing in recovery is creating poetry. Three that touch on these issues are:


    One more restorative gift is appreciating the beauty of nature that reminds me that God is a Magnificent Creator. Clouds, flowers, tree trunks, sunrises -- all powerful for building trust in the goodness and power of God!  In 2013, I started a new “Strength in Hymn” series that couples vintage hymn texts with nature photography and encouragement for the disillusioned Christian. I love finding beauty through my camera lens!

    What about you? What has helped you recover? What didn't?

    Peace to you and yours,
    Virginia Knowles

    I Know that My Redeemer Lives (Strength in Hymn)



    I Know that My Redeemer Lives

    By: Samuel Medley (1738-1799)


    I know that my Redeemer lives!
    What comfort this sweet sentence gives!
    He lives, he lives, who once was dead;
    He lives, my ever living head!


    He lives triumphant from the grave;
    He lives eternally to save;
    He lives exalted, throned above;
    He lives to rule his Church in love.



    He lives to grant me rich supply;
    He lives to guide me with his eye;
    He lives to comfort me when faint;
    He lives to hear my soul’s complaint.


    He lives to silence all my fears;
    He lives to wipe away my tears;
    He lives to calm my troubled heart;
    He lives all blessings to impart.



    He lives to bless me with his love;
    He lives to plead for me above;
    He lives my hungry soul to feed;
    He lives to help in time of need.


    He lives, my kind, wise, heavenly friend;
    He lives and loves me to the end;
    He lives, and while he lives, I’ll sing;
    He lives, my Prophet, Priest, and King!



    He lives and grants me daily breath;
    He lives, and I shall conquer death;
    He lives my mansion to prepare;
    He lives to bring me safely there.


    He lives, all glory to his name!
    He lives, my savior, still the same;
    What joy this blest assurance gives:
    I know that my Redeemer lives!




    Today is Palm Sunday,
    the start of Holy Week!

    May this remembrance
    and this obscure old Lutheran Easter hymn
    be a blessing to you and your family.

    You might like to visit my Holy Week and Easter Link page.

    Friday, April 11, 2014

    "God the Artist" by Dag HammarskjÓ§ld




    "God the Artist"

    You take the pen
    and the lines dance.
    You take the flute,
    and the notes shimmer.
    You take the brush,
    and the colours sing.
    So all things have meaning and beauty
    in that space beyond time where you are.
    How, then, can I hold back anything from you?


    Dag HammarskjÓ§ld (1905-1961)
    Secretary-General of the United Nations (1953-1961)
    Nobel Peace Prize Winner

    Portrait of Dag Hammarskjöld, 1959.

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    Grace and peace,
    Virginia Knowles