I woke up this morning with this enormous sense of dread and sadness. I was about to step out into a world so filled with confusing and conflicting messages. I’m supposed to teach children to be kind to others while adults are slinging insults, threats, punches, and more. I’m supposed to teach the importance of truth, when adults can’t even agree on what that is. I’m supposed to teach children to use nice words while adults stand on street corners using words of hate. I’m supposed to teach children to get along while adults draw lines to prove we can’t. I’m supposed to teach children inclusivity and acceptance while adults shun and criticize those whose don’t share their opinion, much less are different in other ways. I’m supposed to teach children that everyone is entitled to their opinion, while the adults divide up, choosing sides, even when both sides have so much room to grow or are wrong. I’m supposed to teach children to love when adults are putting others down, shutting others out and using terms and tones of hate. All I kept thinking is we have such a responsibility to this next generation and I fear what we’re teaching by example. These next few days we also have a great opportunity to show them more. I am praying fervently for us to rise up as a nation and join together as truly one nation under God. To love our neighbors as ourselves regardless of race, religion, lifestyles, political beliefs, sports affiliations, etc. To live like Jesus who loved unconditionally, even those He disagreed with, even those who persecuted Him. That’s where my focus will be and I pray that maybe it will make a difference, set an example, start a trend of love, because like it or not, we’re all in this together - neighbors in this nation. 🎶God bless the USA.🇺🇸🎵
