Day 2586: Keeping Hope Alive

“Do not go gentle into that good night,

Old age should burn and rave at close of day;

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

 

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,

Because their words had forked no lightning they

Do not go gentle into that good night.

 

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright

Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

 

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,

And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,

Do not go gentle into that good night.

 

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight

Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

 

And you, my father, there on that sad height,

Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.

Do not go gentle into that good night.

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.”

 

– Dylan Thomas, “Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night”

 

 

It’s 11 : 50  AM on day 2586 of my journey towards independence and I managed to pray,  read Isaiah 47:4 and promote my 50 New Feet Campaign benefiting MiracleFeet -raised $4 337 only $8 163 more to raise by June 17, 2018 to help 50 kids with clubfoot (thanks to everyone who has helped out so far) .

 

 

This morning I looked around and saw and felt the brokenness and pain of our world and it actually broke my heart but I will always be like that paramedic putting pressure on the wound and doing CPR on the world trying to keep hope alive (I need hope so I’ll be the hope).

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