It's been a rough 24 hours on my heart. I can't wrap my head around the death of George Floyd. I can't. It hurts my heart. I am crying as I write this because I know that God's heart is hurting over so much brokenness and the fact that ANY of His children are seen as less than human. My heart has done a lot of hurting over the past month over senseless killings of other people. I know that as a white person, in America, I have the privilege of being able to do just about whatever I want, wherever I want, whenever I want. I also know that if my skin was a different color, I wouldn't be able to - or I could, but I would always be a little afraid. The problem is, I can't change my skin color. And I'm not much of an activist. But I have been called to write some words. This is my "doing" if you will. Friends, people are people. I have seen through this that it is a white privilege thing to say "I don't see color," because it actually exi...
Sometimes I think God needs to wake up our hearts. My hope through this blog is to help you do that! Every once and a while the Holy Spirit prompts...and I write! I pray you find my words encouraging and yet challenging at times!