Looking for God in messy places
Start with diagnosing our condition honestly.
You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like air, I’ll rise.—Maya Angelou
The wound is the place where the light enters you. — Rumi
If we want justice that lasts and peace that is more than an interruption in the cycles of violence…
When we do nothing, we are actually adding to the misery and injustice of this world.
Are we living into the image of God or conforming to the ways of the emperor?