How many roads must a man walk down

before you can call him a man?

How many seas must a white dove sail

Before she sleeps in the sand?

Yes, it’s how many times must the canon balls fly

before they’re forever banned?

The Answer my friend, is blowin’ in the wind

The answer is blown’ in the wind.

Yes,, ‘n’ how may years can a mountain exist

Before it’s washed to the sea?

Hes, ‘n’ how many years can some people exist

before they’re allowed to be free?

Yes, ‘n’ how many times can a man turn his head

and pretend that he just doesn’t see?

The Answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind

the answer is blowin’ in the wind. 

Yes, ‘n’ how many times must a man look up

before he can see the sky?

Yes, ‘n’ how many ears must one man have

before he can hear the people cry?

Yes, ‘n” how many deaths will it take till he knows

That too many people have died?

The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind

The answer is blowin’ in the wind. 

I wonder sometimes, what will it take to wake us up. We share responsibility for our universe, our world, and for all life. The Scriptures remind us that life – all life – is sacred and holy. We are called to action; to accept that responsibility of stewardship – of healing that which is broken and wounded. We are called to cease breaking and wounding, and bring life instead. We are pregnant with life struggling to be and to become something more. We are called to let go of our fears and to have faith in the God who is the alpha and the omega – the beginning and the end of creation. We are called to engage in the struggle – the pain of giving birth.

The story of the resurrection is actually a story of birth – of life becoming – a life that overcomes death. The story of the incarnation is a story of light – of light entering into the world and showing us that light overcomes darkness. The story of the Eucharist tells us that we are united – we are one creation, one body and blood, the Christ come alive into the world, and that our world is sacred, and that every single person is sacred – called to recognize creation coming alive in all of the beautiful diversity of life. How do we love? Do we see and treat others as things – disposable? Do we see ourselves as needing to prove that we are better than others – or can we recognize that divine spark in each and everyone of us without judging and condemning?


It is not enough to sit and watch the word, wounded and broken – we are called to heal a broken world, we are called to feed those who hunger for meaning and purpose and we are called to give drink to those who thirst for justice. Love heals all wounds and feeds the soul; this is our call; yours and mine.  We are in this together.




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