Thursday, December 12, 2019

Advent 2019, day twelve

Today, in my nation, we go to the polls, to elect our Members of Parliament. For weeks, they have been canvassing for our approval. And in this, they truly are our representatives. A people desperate for approval; deep down, not really believing we are worthy of the approval, denied us in our formative years, we so crave; vaunting ourselves to triumph over disaster, daring it to confirm our self-loathing.

And over all our babel sounds, God sings, you are enough.

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