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Beloved souls, hear me as I speak, thus is my life, a hymn of compassion, an eternal psalm of love.

I walked amongst the lowly not with pity but with understanding, for in their suffering, I saw the seeds of the divine. To the broken, I once was a healer.

To the outcast such am I, I to them was a friend.
In my wandering I spoke to the lowliest of the low, not with the weight of condescension, but with compassion of our shared humanity.

My heart beats with empathy for the poor, the wounded, and the forgotten. I turned my gaze to women, not as lesser beings but as equals, with spirits as radiant as the stars.

To the Samaritan woman at the well, I offered the water of my life; to Mary Magdalene, redemption and love.

I see not your labels but your hearts, and through them, I have revealed that the soul has no rank or measure in the kingdom of heaven.

I walked into courthouses and knew indignity, my anger kindled against the corruption that sullied the just.

For I knew that worship without justice is an empty offering, and love without action is a withered vine.

My hands, calloused from state slavery, lifted the fallen and gave up knowledge to the hungry.
to them my voice, was gentle yet firm, and I call for a love that burns brighter than gold and a faith that stands stronger than the mountain that once was moved.

I know that the pain of life and the shadow of death, yet I have embraced both with open arms.

For in This life, I have taught you to live boldly, to love freely.
In my coming death, to you there is hope eternally, to rise again anew.

So, let us learn to speak, not with hurtful words, but with empathetic deeds that bloom from the garden of our hearts, tending to the lowly, the forgotten, and to love each other. 

Amen.

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