Hello friends,
I'd like to begin by saying thank you. I wrote a letter last week, and I shared it here. Thank you for receiving it and reading it and loving me no matter what. It meant a lot to me last week, and it means a lot to me today.
I am grateful for the power of technology to connect us and remind us that we're never alone.
So where do we go from here?
I don't know. So I'm at the library reading everything I can get my hands on about economics/capitalism, persuasive communication, and prejudice.
I know I can't learn my way out of this sense of profound sadness and confusion. It helps, though. And I have seen signs for plenty of hope over the last 5 days. I hope you are seeing signs of hope, too (amid the very discouraging signs of racism, misogyny, and hate).
Yet as much as I love words and books, they aren't enough. They will never be enough. Not by a long shot.
I feel committed to living out what I believe is a gospel-mandated assignment to be an allie and advocate in whatever ways I can. I'm starting here. I hope that you're finding ways to live out your own sense of calling in this perplexing times.
I also feel compelled to have more conversations with people who have different worldviews and core values than I do. Not so much to hear their political opinions but instead to hear their stories. At the end of the day, we are all big ol' compilation of stories with flesh on top.
Every story matters.
So that's where I'm at these days.
Here's a link to Saturday's column and the tree that inspired it.
Peace to you. You matter, and I'm here for you.
Leave a comment anytime or feel free to email; I will always do my best to respond.
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