We are people, made by God, people of earth's village, learning how to live with joy, seeking loving language. All of us are made by God, free to love each other till the last become the first, and our work is over. We are people, formed by God, shaped by dawn and darkness, born to bless the earth with love, called to follow Jesus who with God creating all, blessing, healing, knowing, came to earth like us, newborn, crying, reaching, growing. Words can hurt, but words can heal wounds of separation. Speaking love, we yet may find healing and redemption. Earth and heaven will pass away, but the Word still ringing, full of light and love and truth, bids us come home singing.