That's all I have to say about that.
One by one their lives and their spirals and my presence changed. They have their own lives and I'm just a small part of it, maybe much smaller than I ever realized.
I feel like I’ve been picked up with the socks and underwear and am floating on a never ending spin cycle! Here I sit watching through the window as life goes on, but I am being slammed against the door as I spin, turning and tumbling through this particular moment in life.
This act of hate represents a much deeper issue within the heart of one man. A deeper issue revolving around the movements that Americans choose to be part of. The issues revolving around evil and uncivilized hatred, bigotry, racism.
They may not be familiar with the battles they face, but they are familiar with who fights for us in the face of our battles.
We have overused terms such as “offended”, “offensive”, and “judging” in place of using scripture. We have become afraid to remain black and white on the issues of right and wrong, because that right and wrong may offend those who don’t agree, may push away those who don’t want to accept truth, and lower the numbers in pews on Sunday....