My job is to tap into the source for the sake of that which is depending on me. God’s care was never meant to inspire carelessness in us.

When will those of us who are white stop demanding tunes of acquiescence from those who experience exile and injustice?

Psalm 42 encourages praising God even when enemies taunt, making praise a form of protest and protest a form of praise.

I wonder what would happen if we believed we are fearfully and wonderfully made. That despite what the world says about us or what we believe about ourselves, our creation is wonderful.

It’s time we stop demanding God show up in every situation and start asking if God would want us in that situation in the first place.

Grief is one thing, people say; vengeance is another. I don’t understand the impulse of vengeance. But I can listen and try to learn. Not skip over it. Not judge it.

Maybe you’ve been feeling tired. Heart low. Eyes downcast. Overwhelmed. Too discouraged to place much hope in goodness. Hush – be still in the solace of God’s lap.

My emotions have been all over the place these days. I’m happy one minute, frustrated and short-tempered the next. Fear and hope seem to take turns leading my emotions.

How much longer until we will open ourselves to the pain, mourn the dead, lament the suffering, and open the way to healing and re-ordering?

God is not above the troubles we experience but is with us in them and beyond. Even in the storm, God’s power gives us the strength we need.