Don’t Let Dreams Die…
This detail of a pen and ink drawing is inspired by Habakkuk’s Prayer. I encourage you to read chapter three sometime to see how some of the images expressed in the scripture are in the drawing. There was a time in my work as a counselor that I worked with children who suffered abuse and it coincided with the scandal that was uncovered of Catholic priests who were accused of unspeakable abuses inflicted upon God’s innocent children. Many were later found guilty. I was angry and enraged but out of it came this drawing and this song in which I dreamed of justice and a world where children would be safe from those who would harm them:
Don’t let dreams die, or hope is gone.
And who’ll be left to carry on?
It is the Lord who gives dreams birth.
His Holy Breath, like wind, stirs the whole earth.
O, Lord, we hear of your renown.
We stand in awe of Your great work.
And in our time, revive, make known.
But in Your wrath, have mercy, too.
Though the fig trees won’t blossom now
and there’s no fruit left on the vines,
don’t let dreams die.
And though the flock has been cut off
whisper to us,
“Don’t let dreams die.”
O God, You are our only strength.
You make our feet like the feet of deer.
O make us tread upon the heights.
Live in our hearts,
Your shining lights.
Don’t let dreams die or hope is gone.
And who’ll be left to carry on?
It is the Lord who gives dreams birth.
His Holy Breath, like wind, stirs the whole earth.
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