A Father’s Day Call to Worship

Rev. Jeffrey Symynkywicz, June 20, 2004

I would be a father of my times,
walking across the road of history,
confounding some; lifting burdens
of the wretched; spitting in the eyes
of all who cross my comrades.

I would be a father of this day,
living mightily with all the age presents;
laughing heartily in the presence of absurdity;
hopefully commanding the hearts and minds
of all good people who also long for change.

What if I am a third mate, and not an admiral,
playing but a walk-on role in this great battle?
I for a time have felt the hope of history
flowing through me; I have glimpsed the future
and know it lives within me.

It is a love song to life we sing, my friends and I--
a hope-filled tune, with verses fixed on possibility.
If only our voices hold out long enough to sing it,
it shall yet shake the very canyons of despair
and call forth awesome flowerings of change.

jbs
3/1/01 - 6/20/04

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