This is the world I imagine, the one I want to live in, the one I want to create for future generations. This is the world I picture. One where I can tell you thank you or congratulate you on a job well done because I admire and see what you’ve done. Regardless of race, creed, religion, or gender.
In this same world, I want to be able to say hey, you stepped on my toe, and clear the air between us so we can continue to live in harmony. Regardless of race, creed, religion, or gender.
I think this is my heart longing for heaven, longing to be reunited with the Father and the Son in a place where stepping on my toe won’t even be a thing. My heart longs for…
Your Kingdom come,
Your will be done,
On earth, as it is in heaven
That is my prayer in these frightening times. That we remember who sits on the throne, and whose we are. That we remember that kindness is a choice that we can commit to making and that we should commit to making. That we should see people, in all their diversity and beauty, as creations that reflect the very image of our holy, perfect God.
I pray that God gives us eyes to see and hearts to feel what matters to Him, what moves Him. I pray that God gives us the wisdom to respond to each other in love and grace and kindness. I pray that God reminds us there are things we do not know or understand about each other. I pray that when we hold a brick in our hand we use it to build a bridge and not to bludgeon our neighbor. I pray that God humbles us in mind and spirit.
I picture a world where we can link arms, rise above oppression, share our neighborhoods, and above all, love each other. Because love, my friends, covers a multitude of sins.
Until next time,