God cares about racism. As Christ’s followers, we should care. Our country has been confronted and forced to deal with the reality that prejudice, inequality, and racism still exist in 2020. As emotionally draining as it might be, we cannot simply go back to “normal,” because if normalcy includes injustice and oppression then we as God’s Church should desire something better--a community in which ALL people can flourish.
You know those moments in life that turn into stakes crushed into the ground of the path you’ve been walking; the moments that completely change you, change your life’s plan, or even the way you see people? We are all inevitably delivered moments that smother our ideals and desires. This thing called sin, it truly wreaks havoc on our world and our hearts. May is Lyme Disease Awareness month, which leads me to share about one of those staked moments I mentioned above.
As I write this, It’s week four of social distancing for us and week one of social distancing from grandparents. For me this means no childcare (insert crazy face emoji), no breaks, almost no naps, prepping for potty training (tomorrow = panties) and needing to focus on my business but not being able to. These are some crazy times!
Have you ever felt lonely? Recently even? For some, loneliness is an emotion they are all too familiar with. I’ve learned that having a loving family or strong support system doesn’t grant you immunity from loneliness. It’s a paradox that somehow we can simultaneously feel happiness, affection, love and loneliness.
Have you ever been asked, “If you could have a dinner party and invite one person from history—living or dead—who would it be? Mary Magdalene! Hers is the one name that ALWAYS hijacks my mind before the questioner even has time to finish asking. Outside of Jesus, I think she is the single most fascinating human who ever walked this earth.
I just finished addressing my daughter's graduation announcements and am packing for her senior trip. Forty-six years of life has made me intimately aware of the seasons and how quickly they pass. At first, I found myself wishing seasons away, either because I didn’t have the emotional bandwidth to feel the feels, or I didn’t have the time to stop and be present. Thankfully, somewhere along the way, I realized I was wishing away precious time I could never get back.
