As I sit here typing, never in a million years did I think this is the world I would raise my children in. How do I explain this to them? Where do I even begin?
I guess I should start at the beginning. . . . a man, a son, a sacrifice for us all. A town, a country, a nation, hating Him yelling, "crucify!" Innocence being persecuted at the highest level, hate enveloping hearts like black mold. This is where I choose begin, but not where I will end. I will end with focusing the third day after His death. May we remember the resurrection, the whole story. The grace freely given, the hope, and the light. For if we believers in Christ give up who else will share? If we only point out the evil, and do not share the light what good are we? If we judge so harshly those who oppose our views how are we showing grace?
Will you follow with me? Where we will begin at the beginning, but will not end there.
I pray for you dear readers. Let us keep shinning Christs light towards ourselves and others. Let us keep looking towards the One who loves us ALL unconditionally.
Much love my friends, Devonne Ramer