There are certain moments I wish I could write “this page intentionally left blank.”
We are learning how to love and honor the best in both groups while denouncing and working to end injustice wherever we see it. Sometimes, that injustice to call out might be within in our own hearts.
Though fear is easier to sow than peace, get your hands dirty and sow the seeds of peace.
I will never be able to get these images out of my mind – the exhausted faces, the soldiers behind darkened glass at the checkpoint or just right in your face with their machine gun hanging casually at their hip, the cries for help and compassion created out of paint and heartache. I don’t want to get these images out of my mind. We see you; we love you; we pray for you; we work for you.
In the midst of wonder, there is God. In the mess of reality, there is God.
Sometimes, we don’t necessarily see God in God form, but in people.
The joys of simpler moments in the Land, a place where simplicity is nearly impossible to come by.