Dear 2024: How America in 2017 Faced the Blackout

“Quit crying about slavery! It’s been gone 150 years!”

The other side:

“Quit crying about the Confederacy! It’s been gone 150 years!”

Maybe as we look up as light and dark collide, we’ll also listen.

The Mess I Am

My breath came in gasps. “Lord, it’s okay if people don’t like me. You are the only thing good about me. Everything good about me is because of You. I accept that I’m weak and foolish and nothing.”

The Night I Disobeyed

I’d still keep it as my deep, dark secret, except that tonight I have that same burning “you have to share this.” Call me crazy. Maybe I am. But I’ve lived enough life now to know that God does move us. And we’re crazy not to listen when He speaks. 

…Dirt Don’t Hurt

“Mama, stop,” my son said. “You need to rest.”

I shrugged him off. “I’m not tired!”

“No, Mama, let us! We can do it!”

I ignored him. The sun and the dirt felt so good. Well, the dirt drying on my hands was kinda fingernails-on-chalkboard. But so worth it.

Letting It Go

He flipped the phone to the couch, his head pounding. God, why does he bug me so much? What do I do? I hate how I hate him, but I can’t stop. He doesn’t care about my forgiveness, so how can I forgive?