This is a piece that has been percolating for a while, but it was brought to the boil following the reflections of the 4 Corners Planning committee yesterday as we both looked back on this year's festival and forward to next year, and as I read the passage from Isaiah 58 in the Daily Lectionary today before posting my LentArt picture on facebook and twitter. As he approached Jerusalem and saw the city, he wept over it Luke 19:41 (NIV) Looking over the whole city he weeps. He sees the poor leadership And the poor who pay the price. He sees the bad decisions in the past And the consequences in the future. He sees behind the closed doors To see the brokenness and pain, The abuse, the anxiety and the abject hopelessness. He sees behind the closed hearts and minds To see the brokenness and pain, The self-loathing and self-seeking. He sees those who are blind and deaf; Those who have no power, or will, To help themselves. He sees those hungering While others feast;
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