I attempt to not become too political on my blog and try to stay focused on the spiritual rather than the physical, but since the two have clashed I have to write what is most on my heart.
My heart breaks as I listen to crowds of people around the world chanting “f*** the police” in the faces of black and white officers.
I’m confused as I see, “Black Lives Matter” trending and anyone who says, “All Lives Matter” is put in a box marked “racist”.
I am at a loss for words when I watch people destroying business and monuments, or a massive crowd bowing on the ground rebuking their “white privilege”, or hear a throng of people chanting obscenities outside of the White House and calling The President (who I have both worked for and met) racist.
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As someone who works for an organization focused on helping persecuted Christians around the world, I feel I have a platform to stand upon when I say: the immediate response to violence is NEVER violence.
The George Floyd killing is unacceptable, intolerable, aggressive and offensive. I have no idea how an individual can act in such a way towards someone else. In the simplest term, it was demonic.
I am in full support of peaceful protests. It is our right, as Americans, to assemble and object the things we feel passionate about. What happened to George Floyd needs to be discussed and the perpetrators absolutely need to be held accountable and changes made.
That being said, the violent riotous reaction that has been brought into American cities is also unacceptable, intolerable, aggressive and offensive.
Continue reading “Hypocrisy At Its Finest”
I am very particular of the people I listen to, the books I read and where I send my tithe. I believe this stems from growing up and being very involved in a church as a child, a church my parents (through discernment) fortunately made the decision to leave prior to learning the pastor was living a lie. This lie ultimately hurt thousands and caused many to turn from the Lord.
That experience as a young girl taught me to be very discerning when it comes to those who preach the gospel. The majority of pastors I listen to, or read books they author, have long since gone home to Heaven and I wouldn’t even need a full hand to count the number of today’s pastors I would say I “follow”.
Yesterday, my sister forwarded me an email from the church I have called home for over a decade. This church has pushed my faith deeper, has forced me into the Word to find answers and to rely on the Lord for everything. The Pastor’s wisdom and insight has, over the many years of listening to him, inspired me to know the Lord more intimately and to stand on the Word regardless of what I see or feel. Although I no longer live in the state where this church resides, I still tithe there and listen to the services as often as I can. Whenever I travel back to the state, I make sure to book a returning ticket late enough to assure my attendance on Sunday morning service.
So, when I opened my messages and saw the below email, to say I was shocked, disheartened, confused or troubled, would be an understatement…I was, and still am, totally and completely heartbroken.
Continue reading “My Heart Is Broken”