The Fight Is Never Over

By Noelle Delacruz

D

eja vu, again

of hate and lies and harm

Aren’t words enough

to love my neighbor

Or must actions match 

to submit, to rebel

to look beyond sight

and be on the right side of history

Let us embrace the roots we’ve come from

And stand on the shoulders of our elders

The roots we grow from

The roots we rise from

Honor the tears spilled

And voices raised high

And arms linked together

To stand against the darkness of the day

It is unending

But it will end

And all things will be healed and made new

Let us lead each other out

of the darkness

Where our bodies ache

And our minds go numb

When deep calls to deep 

And we are healed in community

To light, wholeness, and joy

Let us love our neighbors as ourselves

Photo by David Butow on Getty Images

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Noelle Delacruz currently serves as a spiritual director in Southern California, and loves the privilege of walking alongside others on their journey of encountering God’s redeeming love. Through embracing her cultural identity as a Filipina American, a passion grew to cultivate spaces where all belong and celebrate the fullness of who God has created each of us to be- including our cultural heritage. From years of working with global/international students, it is her commitment to continually learn and share the gifts of the global church, so followers of Christ can better reflect the image and love of God to the world.

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