If this is the year 2050, and you are reading this, and you still live in hope, it will be because we read the signs of the heavens and heard the cry of the earth, and because we looked at your faces and imagined them grown and looking at us with judgment. I pray that I will be worthy to stand before you then.
When I was ordained I made a vow to offer no false hope, so I do not care to make any predictions. Neither do I want to make any false promises, but here’s what I have thought to myself every night when I see you sleeping: I will always love you, and I will try to show you everything good that is worth saving in this world.
I will preach and teach wherever I am called about God’s love for this world so that we will save what we can. I will advocate and organize. I don’t know if any of it is enough now. But I hope that I can also teach you, and you will also believe, that it’s better to do whatever you good you can than give up.