The hurt in the world is palpable. In my country. In my home. We don’t know where we are going. We don’t know what is coming tomorrow.
“Life cuts deep… this world is gonna leave some battle scars” ~ TobyMac
We feel the wounds. I am speechless, wordless, practically thoughtless with it all. The pain of oppression runs deep, so deep. I don’t know how to write about it or talk about it. All I can do is keep listening and try to understand more and more. And keep feeling the hurt with others. Look inward. Try to keep looking outside of my self and my little concerns. And then finally look upward.
Thank you Mrs ESTJ for helping me to update this blog.