Blessed are the peacemakers
The ones who craft safety and sanctuary,
so that parents can read to children in their own beds at home,
instead of hiding in bunkers.
Blessed are the peacemakers, who stand up to bullies
for they value lives over money–
Flipping tables along the way…
and life over the color of ones skin or religion
knowing that God does not say “only let the white Christian people in”
But instead says “It is your job, always, without fail, to care for refugees, for you were once a refugee people.”
Blessed are the peacemakers, for they do not hide from conflict
but face it, head on, and name the injustices, in voices clear and strong.
God bless the makers of peace–who reach into their pockets
and pull together whatever bits and pieces they have on them,
and commit to make peace with whatever they have on them at the moment.
They are never silent in oppression,
They ask the right questions like “What happened here?” and “Let the one without sin throw the first stone?”
they never worry about inconveniences or being uncomfortable,
but choose to act out of the giving of their very selves–to make peace.
God bless the peace makers,
The rainbow promise keepers, the food-givers, the stranger welcomers, the least of these carers. God bless them, for theirs is the Kingdom.
And while you’re at it, God, help us to pay attention, so we too may be makers of peace we pray.
Feel free to use/share/adapt with credit to Pastor Katy Stenta