“When Sanballat the Horonite and Tobiah the Ammonite official heard about this, they were very much disturbed that someone had come to promote the welfare of the Israelites.”
Nehemiah 2:10
When we live our life without ballast
Our hearts feel that they must be calloused
For if I am too sensitive
I lose track of my right to live
Your needs, that I dare recognize
Force my ship of state to capsize
The crazy yet sane thing to do
Is weight myself down more with You
By trusting in my buoyancy
I actually gain agency
Your Mass, concentrated in me
Gives leverage so I can be free
Those things others want me to do
No longer can knock me askew
I don’t need to push them away
But rather, their needs I can weigh
And balance my Self and your Other
With God as my Father and Mother
Radically Happy 
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