My good friend wrote this poem, and with her permission, I’d like to share it with you.
Light
Stop hiding
Stop pretending
Stop fearing
Their response
Stop waiting
For the perfect time
Yet
Led by the
Holy
Speak
It’s time
Love words
Of freedom
Into the dark
That those in shadow
Can enter the light
Oh lamp-carriers
Stars in the night
You were not lit
To hide the light
-Rev. Allison Becker
Smuggling Grace 