About a week after George Floyd’s death, I was on the plane coming home to Denver with great distress. My toes were curling up and I had so much hesitation to put ink to my journal. Despite the uncomfortableness, I began to write and confessed to God the darkness dwelling in me. A week later, … Continue reading My deafening silence on racial injustice
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Dear Erin…
Dear Erin... It hurts my heart that you feel so alone and defeated, and don't see a way out. It pains me that you see no promissing future. Nothing makes sence and I know it's hard for you to figure out how quickly things spiraled. There is such a dark cloud above you that is … Continue reading Dear Erin…
