Clamoring for heroes to save us
or wishing we had weapons against fear,
we forget that we are superhuman
with the power of a kind word,
a hug or kiss, encouragement in all its forms,
our weaknesses echoing, flares in the dark;
we are a variegated pattern of love
made in the image of a God who cares,
who lets us experience the joy and greatness
involved in bringing salvation
to a world in need of light.
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