I had a plan for today’s post. I had a plan and a draft that I’d begun working on. But then, last night, the President of the United States of America used force to clear a peaceful protest so that he could pose for a picture. That sentence makes me feel sick to my stomach.
But it gets worse.
The picture was of him holding “a Bible” (his own words when he was asked if it was his Bible) in front of a church.
I can’t type those words without weeping. I am angry and I am disgusted, and I’m overwhelmed by a deep sorrow.
Michael Coren put word to much of what I am feeling in this article for MacLean’s.
I don’t have words.
So I will leave you with the words of Jesus, dear friends. May we all find ways to live up to them: