When Vladimir motivated his friends by saying, “Let’s not lower our arms, brothers!”, I thought of Moses and his companions on Mount Horeb. Joseph would only gain victory over the enemy if Moses kept his arms raised in the air. When Moses grew tired, as we all do, Aaron and Hur stood beside him and held up his arms. This way, the enemy was conquered. Love and companionship. Let’s not lower our arms, brothers!
While we were celebrating the graduates, every so often I’d hear a laugh or an “Amen” louder than all the others. Joel is a newly arrived resident who I recognized from the traffic intersections where he typically begs. Like the man in the video, what he really needs isn’t spare change for food or a place to live. He needs people who will stand with him to hold up his weary arms. He needs to recognize and receive grace at intersections of kindness and understanding. I think he came to just the right place.