It’s a passion for justice, for the under-dog, for the poor and homeless, for battered women and for abused children.
It’s a passion which despises racism.
It’s a passion for the scandalous message of Jesus - e.g. “Blessed are the poor”
I am a passionate person. My passions lead me to anger and to tears.
BUT - I sometimes fear that I will lose my passion.
I refresh it from various and sundry sources.
Oft times it’s from Edith Piaf (1915 – 1963), and Billie Holiday (1915-1959). It’s strange indeed that they were born in the same year. And that their lives had so many similar tragic dimensions.
I phantasise that they are both in my home for dinner - and that their conversation dumbfounds, teaches, and re-inspires me. What a conversation that would be!
YouTube helps me to re-connect with Edith Piaf and Billie Holiday. Check these YouTube links (you may have to cut and paste them).
(Note how Billie Holiday’s minimal facial movements convey as much as do the words she sings.)