Minute 59


We find ourselves in the desert.
 Disoriented, lost, wondering.
 Wondering “How did I get here?”.
 To leave behind the familiar.
 What feels true? Or at least true enough, to look for G’d knows what.
A better land? Another way?
 Milk.
 Honey.
 Justice.
 Freedom.
 Life. Real Life. Authentic, abundant life.
 It feels like a false errant.
 Like I picked the wrong door.
 But here I am.
 Here we are.
 Entering Exodus.
 Looking for signs.
 Turning over every rock.
 Hoping against hope,that there is a promise, a covenant that will be kept.
That there is a land where justice can take root.
 Love can flourish, where I, where we, can all be free.


Andre Schwarz