Better Together.

A note to my children -

I am in awe of God's glorious creativity as I consider the unique beauty found in each and every skin tone. The experience of our differences is one of our greatest gifts. Can you even imagine a world with only one landscape or a single type of flower? In the same way, our human differences - our interests and talents, cultures and cuisine, facial features and skin tones - are an enhancement to our earthly existence. We are so much better together. I wish it was as simple as saying this and having the world believe it. 

My heart is heavy with the weight of the current circumstances in our country and I know that you sense this. We've welcomed the issues into our home and we will continue to welcome the conversations and questions. I want you both to be aware of our emotions and to know that God created us to feel deeply for each other. I want you to hear our prayers, and then I want you to see our actions.

We, as a family, stand with and for our black neighbors. We honor them for exactly who they are and for where they've been. We stand with them and we lift them up because they are so weary from this endless fight. They have our love, our prayers, and our listening ears.

We, as a family, stand with and for our peacemakers, our protectors, the good men and women who risk their lives for the sake of peace and justice. We stand with them and we lift them up because they have been called to do the hard work required in a broken world. They have our love, our prayers, and our listening ears.

Our Creator, in His infinite wisdom and grace, knew that we would need each other. What our country is experiencing currently is largely focused on racism, which is evil and hate acted out against our African American friends and neighbors. What I would like for you two to always remember is that we are each made in the image of our Heavenly Father. We are specifically called to love one another. There is no room for hate in our hearts. Racism is not to be tolerated. It goes against everything we believe as followers of Christ.

We, as a family, stand with and for all races, all nations, all people. We are a gift to each other and it shatters my heart to realize that we are missing out. This world is filled with injustice, heartbreak, hopelessness, and evil - so we must stand together. As Christians, we are responsible for lifting each other up off the ground. Because the brokenness of this world is just too much to carry any other way.



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