When people get pushed around by the times, they either shut down and withdraw into themselves: survival mode or they fight back: defiant mode.

Let us be defiant with joy. Let us love bravely. Let us rise above this time with a smile on our faces. Let ‘them’ call us crazy. Let ‘them’ be mystified by us. Let ‘them’ be threatened by despair.

‘They’ don’t have Him. ‘They’ don’t know Him. ‘They’ think joy only works when you get a check.

Those in a survival mode won’t understand those who defiantly dance on top of the waves. They will look at us with confusion while we offer them a hand.