Now, I know my stands of flowers aren’t exactly Isaac on the altar and we shouldn’t pretend they are. The purpose of this post is not piety or admiration, it’s illustration and education.
It wasn’t until high school or college that I became aware of some of the complex layers and dynamics. I much preferred the obliviousness of childhood.
Friends, the clearest and best indicator of the judgement awaiting us is our utter inability to value life or protect children. Millstones! Get your Millstones!
Why do we allow ourselves to assume the postures and positions of the guilty or condemned when such a precious price has been paid to make us free? Be done. Gonna be a hard pass here.
This week saw the saintly and censoring eyes of the mob turn to Roald Dahl’s smutty books–like Matilda, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, and BFG… obviously, very dangerous books.
Believer. You are a child of the Most-High God. Pride in being so greatly affected, by so very little… has no place in your heart, mind, mouth, or habits. Build a bridge. Get thee over it.
