How it happens...
Is ever by nature and intention local.
Not a crowd or an army saves the world,
but one open and ready life at a time,
reaching out from one place to heal
and enliven whatever broken soul may
reside within reach of one pair of arms,
two hopeful or hopelessly loving hands.
The birthing of God’s new creation
manifests unhailed in a ceaseless chain
of solitary awakenings, each passed on
relentlessly to the nearest neighbor.