Great conversation about how to restore people with the Rev. Dr. Don Shriver, president emeritus at Union Theological Seminary, and the Rev. Stanley Chimeysa, prison chaplain from the Church of Central Africa Presbyterian in Malawi.
They are leading thinkers and practitioners of restorative justice.
Their thinking and acting is moving toward transformative justice.
Photo: February 11, 2019; Manhattan, New York; not sure who took the photo. Obviously not me. There were several other people present.
Recordings I had and had heard often – albums, cassettes, CDs, downloads – and those are great. Still nothing matches their performance especially when heard and viewed with good friends.
Photo: 16 March 2019, New York, New York, by DinaDeen
Another challenging word. I try to heed the words of Tommy Sands:
Let the circle be wide ’round the fireside And we’ll soon make room for you Let your heart have no fear, there are no strangers here, Just friends that you never knew
But there are definitely people I have not met. There are people I don’t know. There are people I hesitate to meet. I confess that. I try to work at that.
Photo: May 17, 2014; Central Park, New York, New York
It is Human Rights Day. The world would take steps toward the time when all people could flourish, if we all respected and protected each other’s human rights.
“Where, after all, do universal human rights begin? In small places, close to home – so close and so small that they cannot be seen on any maps of the world. Yet they are the world of the individual person; the neighborhood he lives in; the school or college he attends; the factory, farm, or office where he works. Such are the places where every[person seeks] equal justice, equal opportunity, equal dignity without discrimination. Unless these rights have meaning there, they have little meaning anywhere. Without concerned citizen action to uphold them close to home, we shall look in vain for progress in the larger world.” – Eleanor Roosevelt, 1958
Perhaps we can start, in those small places where we find ourselves, to honor the human rights of all we meet that we all might flourish,
Photo: 20 December 2018, New York, NY; display created by Tricia.
A lot of my “making” lately has revolved around food. I cook more than I ever imagined I would. The colors and textures of this breakfast are intriguing.
Writing of prayers is a form of making, I suppose. As is writing at work.
God makes all things. And God makes all things new. And when we make, we live into being created in the image of God.
Along the Graybeard Trail 