I’ve come to believe that how we choose to live with pain, or injustice, or death….is the true measure of the Divine within us.
ALAN BRENNERT
Fear is our boon companion but never our master.
More Alan Brennert Quotes
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I’ve come to believe that how we choose to live with pain, or injustice, or death….is the true measure of the Divine within us.
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It was a community like any other, bound by ties deeper than most, and people here went to their deaths as people did anywhere: with great reluctance, dragging the messy jumble of their lives behind them.
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But in truth, life turns out to be more like the patchwork cloths-bits and pieces, odds and ends-people, places, things we never expected, never wanted, perhaps.
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This is also, I believe, what America is at its best—a whole greater than the sum of it’s parts.
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Just as He gave us the capacity to laugh when we hurt, or to struggle on when we feel like giving up. I’ve come to believe that how we choose to live with pain, or injustice, or death…is the true measure of the Divine within us.
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Hawai’i has often been called a melting pot, but I think of it more as a ‘mixed plate’—a scoop of rice with gravy, a scoop of macaroni salad, a piece of mahi-mahi, and a side of kimchi.
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She realized now wrong she’d been; the pali wasn’t a headstone and Kalaupapa wasn’t a grave.
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Many different tastes share the plate, but none of them lose their individual flavor, and together they make up a uniquely ‘local’ cuisine.
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Perhaps you need to look back before you can move ahead.
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Learn how to smile in the cannibal pot and life will be so much easier.
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Fear is our boon companion but never our master.
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It was and is a place where people work and struggle, live and die, as they do the world over.
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But it’s a poor church that cares only for what happens to a soul after it leaves this life.” -Damien
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Hawai’i is not truly the idyllic paradise of popular songs–islands of love and tranquility, where nothing bad ever happens.
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