Racial Reconciliation

Of being “worn”, the power of community, a confession, and a choice

There are days.  They often come in waves. I wake up and I feel a heaviness on my chest.  Nothing tragic, just the wear of the day to day. The loneliness, the weariness, I am tired. I put on the song “Worn” by Tenth Avenue North (video and lyrics here) and lift my tear-filled eyes. The lyrics […]

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Processing Pain and Finding Hope on a Hopeless day

I had a long season in my life where I avoided pain.  My motto being, “Can’t change this, so let’s just move on”.  Always the positive one.  Always the one that knows all things work together for good. That worked for a significant period of time. Until it didn’t. The weird thing about processing pain is that it

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