I am loyal to a fault,
and stubborn.
Favor the underdog.
Going against the norm, is my norm.
I ask tough questions,
making people mad and uncomfortable.
Believe in justice on all levels.
Believe in justice on all levels.
I am a white, working mom.
My heart is elastic.
I love quickly, deeply and hard.
When I am hurt, I rationalize the situation to pieces.
Over thinking is my hurdle.
If you hurt others, I hurt for you.
I do not believe in the death penalty.
I do not believe in war or harming others.
I do believe that love will win.
More times than not I feel very alone in this world.
Holding on to Joshua 1:9.
Taking care of others is my passion.
If I am not careful, my words are sharper than arrows.
One of my favorite scriptures is Romans 12: 9 - 21 (and many more).
My dad thought I was going to be a lawyer, I am a fighter.
My heart is elastic.
I love quickly, deeply and hard.
When I am hurt, I rationalize the situation to pieces.
Over thinking is my hurdle.
If you hurt others, I hurt for you.
I do not believe in the death penalty.
I do not believe in war or harming others.
I do believe that love will win.
More times than not I feel very alone in this world.
Holding on to Joshua 1:9.
Taking care of others is my passion.
If I am not careful, my words are sharper than arrows.
One of my favorite scriptures is Romans 12: 9 - 21 (and many more).
My dad thought I was going to be a lawyer, I am a fighter.
Now, I am a teacher.
Earlier this week I got into one of those fun "word wars" on facebook feeds. With a family member. A lot of hurtful words were thrown my way, including the twisting of what I said; topics that were not even being debated were brought up - low easy blows - from a person who doesn't know my story.
I finally, said my peace and stopped responding. Other people have since made comments; the carrot is in front me, waiting for me to nibble. I have, on occasion, even typed up a response - pausing and deleting it as God asks me to.
My heart is heavy. I have learned that if something bothers me long enough, that I need to share; regardless of if anyone agrees with me. With enough prayer and honesty, I know God will be searching my heart one day; as he will do with others. It's not my job to soul check others. Gotta keep me in check.
I can't get over something that was said to me. "You claim you're a Christian and you're standing up for injustice? No that's what I'm doing, defending president Trump, showing that he was never racist until he ran for president, and defending him from liberals and the media who have nothing better to do but insult him with impunity." -JM
Who are you fighting for?
I finally, said my peace and stopped responding. Other people have since made comments; the carrot is in front me, waiting for me to nibble. I have, on occasion, even typed up a response - pausing and deleting it as God asks me to.
My heart is heavy. I have learned that if something bothers me long enough, that I need to share; regardless of if anyone agrees with me. With enough prayer and honesty, I know God will be searching my heart one day; as he will do with others. It's not my job to soul check others. Gotta keep me in check.
I can't get over something that was said to me. "You claim you're a Christian and you're standing up for injustice? No that's what I'm doing, defending president Trump, showing that he was never racist until he ran for president, and defending him from liberals and the media who have nothing better to do but insult him with impunity." -JM
Who are you fighting for?
Should our president's actions and words need so much defense? A person of authority, leadership, great power, constant media coverage - constantly needing defense. I don't need memes or youtube videos to hear the words that come from his mouth or see the "tweets" he post.
Later, this same word war, it was stated in my direction that if liberals weren't so closed minded and would see the truth and just listen for once that we wouldn't miss it. *heavy sigh* little do we know about each other. Bubble living.
Who are you fighting for?
If you are asking someone to look for truth, but then do not welcome their comments, thoughts, insight, personal beliefs.... are you walking the walk or just talking the talk?
I was in tears over this conversation.
Angry tears.
Hurtful tears.
Mourning for their soul tears.
These people that I care about, and yes the strangers on this feed, are missing it.
Who are you fighting for?
As you fight for the president....
Who's fighting for
the poor?
the oppressed?
the refugee?
the orphan?
the sick?
the homeless?
the gay?
the widow?
the widow?
the porn addict?
the prostitute?
the prostitute?
the neighbor?
the least of these?
(Matthew 25:40)
As I look back at these last few days, I have to remember that I am not here to fight for the President who has dug his own pits. The only way I will fight for him is through prayer.
But I am hear to fight the good fight. At least that is what I am trying.
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