Oh wow… it’s been a long time since I’ve written a blog post. I know that this is not an excuse but I have been struggling with feelings of inadequacy and negativity stemming from a false self perception, and because feelings can sometimes be more debilitating than a physical disability, they’ve kept me away from writing publicly. No matter though, i believe that it is something of a Divine mandate to continue writing—and if it is, God will give me the strength to do this. My confidence lies in Him. Huh–just writing those lines were actually kinda therapeutic. I think that of the best way to combat the fear of writing is to write. So… I will do my best to continue with this blog.
I’ve come to understand that my life was not given to me to keep to myself, and in gratitude for the gift of life, I will make the best use of it. On this eve of Thanksgiving, I’m reminded that we need to share the gifts that we been given for the greater good of our fellow brothers and sisters, especially those who are hurting. We have to speak out on the plight of those who suffer so as sympathize them…because every life matters. I especially think of the family of Michael Brown and the people of Ferguson, Missouri. There is need for healing, forgiveness, and understanding in the face of the shooting death of young Mike Brown. He did not deserve to die like that. There is also need for finding solutions to prevent things like this from ever happening again. Racism is very much still alive. I don’t pretend to have solutions, although body cameras could go a long way in presenting irrefutable truth. I pray for the binding of our woundedness to the One who heals us by his own wounds.