You made us look foolish, Eugene. You made the lives of hope that we lead look foolish. God grant me the courage to not let my cynicism win. God grant me the courage to look foolish, again and again, because I haven’t stopped hoping.
Churches try to upsell Jesus to the mentally ill. They say that Jesus will solve all of your problems. It is only through Christ that you will find joy. How can you be a Christian and be so depressed? Don’t you know that God will lift your burdens if you give them to Him? It’s sad-shaming. And it only perpetuates the problem.
How can our souls bless the Lord when we are standing on the edge of something so dark, so unknown, so dangerous to people we love, something crude and crass and selfish and small but with seemingly unlimited capacity to hurt millions...
Stop trying to use shame and blame to change people. It’s not working and it will never work. Been there, done that. I’m done. I want for us to do everything from a place of love, but this takes work. I know it begins with me, and it begins with you.
When someone has a heart for injustice that means they are reflecting the compassion, mercy, and empathy of God. They are being a voice for those who have no voice, they are advocating for those who are outcasts, oppressed, or abused.
The arc of fear is a powerful motivator. But the arc of fear never finishes bending where it seems to lead, because under the immense pressure of such a significant force, it will always at some point break.