Parker Palmer, writer and activist, became known to me through his writings
about depression. I find him grounding and thought-provoking. His thoughts on the current state we find ourselves in are most comforting:
“How do I stay engaged and whole on the shadow side of democracy? I’ve been putting that question to my soul, and the response has been unnerving. It seems I’m being called to become a “patriot,” a word I scrapped years ago when it was co-opted by the “God, Guns, Guts, and Glory” gang. But a passage about patriotism by pastor/activist William Sloane Coffin — who spoke in the voice of the soul — has me looking for ways to reclaim that word for myself:
There are three kinds of patriots, two bad, one good. The bad ones are the uncritical lovers and the loveless critics. Good patriots carry on a lover’s quarrel with their country, a reflection of God’s lover’s quarrel with the world.
What would it mean to have a “lover’s quarrel” with my country right now, animated by the fierce love my soul would affirm?”
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