“Don’t tell me what you are against.
Tell me what you love.
What you cherish with your whole body.
Being against contracts the heart.
Being for opens the chest
like an orchid bending toward light.
Now is the time to depart from the kingdom of fear
and return to the palace of this human form.
One sweet dark nerve in your solar plexus
radiates a thousand times more power than any opinion.
Let this be your worship on a Sunday morning.
For a little while, don’t be against anything.
Only be for.
Be for the sun on the table.
Be for the late summer rose.
Be for tears and the laughter of children.
Wash the whole planet in the foolishness of God.”
Fred LaMotte
Chorlton Unitarians 