When dark times come again… as dark times do…

And hatred…

And violence…

And fear…

Feel choking… and present… and personal…

We are tempted to believe that darkness is all there is…

But try to remember that from the beginning …

We have been faced with those who have lost their humanity…

And in doing so try to annihilate ours…

It is not possible.

From New York to Newtown.

Birkenau to Boston.

Across time…

Across cultures…

And across the globe…

Storms come…

And change the landscape for a time.

Storms come…

And try to make us believe that nothing exists but storm…

But we hold tight…

Together…

In our fear…

In our sorrow…

In our outrage…

We hold tight…

Together…

In our love…

In our courage…

And in our faith

We hold tight…

In our resolve

And the storm consumes itself.

The darkness fades.

The skies clear.

And we endure.

We.

Endure.