at this moment in time joy is hard to find. my heart is wrecked with political chaos, racial injustice, and personal trials. am i the only person who feels guilty to have found a day where my mind is at... Continue Reading →
I woke up this morning heavy because there was another shooting, another tragedy, another loss to be mourned. My friend named this emptiness well. Please read and share.
Today the verdict to the case regarding the killing of Philando Castile was handed down. Not Guilty. No surprise. And yesterday was the culmination of the #SBC17 drama, where a vote declined the passing of a resolution that resolved to denounce all alt-right and white supremacy groups. It was later found out that the reason for the motion not passing was due to uneasiness regarding the wording of the resolution, as well as some ignorance regarding what “alt-right” meant. Still, black and white evangelicals all over social media took to their keyboards and the firestorm ensued. I was angry at the SBC17 controversy. But after the news of Philando Castile, I felt nothing. Not because I didn’t actually have feelings about it. I remember the video. I remember the words Philando’s girlfriend spoke on the video before bursting into tears. I remember hearing their daughter in the background try to…
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