Simple Thoughts

I am a person in the realm of politics, but this is not a political post.   There is much in this post I am not saying.   There are volumes to be written and said (and much is being said) on the current happenings, but I just want to add one thought. I feel like I have looked at a tree for most of my life. I saw the tree of racism and it had fallen.   I celebrated Martin Luther King, Jr. and other heroes of justice.   I love justice.   I have loved the aspects of history that told of the victories of overcoming the sins of racism in our nation. I knew it still existed in random pockets of people or towns, but for the most part, I just celebrated the huge tree that had fallen.   But now I feel like the last couple of weeks and even the last few days, I have made a discovery: the roots are still there. And I realized I had no idea how huge the root system is. I've taken time to read history about slavery in Tallahassee. I've read accounts o...

I was talking to my husband tonight about learning to disciple people in changing environments, and suddenly a light bulb went off and a comparison came to mind. I thought of a computer game my daughter played last week. It’s pretty basic. The screen is filled with different color bubbles. The goal is to click on bubbles that are surrounded with others of the same color, and when you click on groupings, they disappear. The goal is to have as few left at the end as you can. There’s something that helps though. You can click a button, and the screen shifts and turns, and then those bubbles fall down in the new rows, and you can continue playing. It is super helpful when you have hit a dead end in one setting, and you can press the button, shift your screen, and suddenly you have new opportunities for points.  Y’all. This is crisis. Or any kind of shifting that takes place.  Our focus in our life is discipleship. My husband and I want to see as many people radicall...