I’m still feeling a bit discouraged today. I often feel like I’m preaching/teaching to a brick wall. It’s very disheartening to see how very little difference I am making…
I talk about systemic racism, white privilege, hate only to get on Facebook and see that those seeds haven’t even kind of begun to take root… I see racist posts from those who attend every Sunday and I think… wow, I’m totally failing…
Then I see a post like the one below and I’m reminded once again that’s it not my job to change people’s hearts and minds. I’m only to plant the seed and water it, and then let God do the hard work of taking root and change.
Planting a seed… sometimes we are fortunate enough to see the seed grow and bloom but not always… actually it can seem pretty seldom.
So I keep going… I keep working to speak truth… I try to do this with love and compassion, with understanding. I try to speak with gentleness and calm.
But I’ll be honest, I really want to kick and scream and yes, throw those stones but then again, I remember that I am not without sin and I hope for others to treat me with gentleness, compassion, and love.
So… I cry silently on my closet floor for a bit and then I get up, say a prayer, put on my smile and get back to work planting seeds and watering those that I’ve already planted. Praying… for love to reign.