By: Jana Greene
There can be honor in tradition
Sometimes that’s surely true,
But old ways hurt so many
It’s past time for something new.
Changing your mind means a change of heart,
By the shortest route,
Count it all joy when loving others
Becomes what you’re all about.
Don’t grieve for all the old ways
That only worked for a few,
Show respect for me and mine,
And I’ll show respect to you.
We can do this, I believe,
But it’s required of us all.
To pick up one another
When we falter, when we fall.
Don’t mourn the way it’s always been,
Instead let your soul embrace
Kindness, justice, righteousness,
And you’ll see God in every face.