Thick Skin

Creator, a harsh light shines on me.
I am thankful for the strength to hold my head high
And feel no shame for my actions and work.
My silence is my strength and my strength is my silence.

Creator, people in my town are hurting and in their pain, they lash out.
Their sorrow and need spirals into anger and loathing.
I am grateful for my ability to see the story from other points of view.
My silence is my strength and my strength is my silence.

Creator, your strength is my strength.
Your silence is my silence.
I am thankful for my thick skin and I know
That silence deflects these arrows and valor is felt – not explained.
My strength is your strength and my silence is yours.

AMEN