Reflections of How Life Used To Be Beloved, we have been through a lot, and more may still lie ahead. Many of us are tired. The weight of these days is real. Even so, there is still work to do. We are called to the steady rhythm of resistance and rest as we labor toward the world God intends. I want to ask you a few questions. Do you find yourself longing for the way life used to be? When the days feel heavy, it is natural to wonder if returning to what once was might bring relief or safety. Here is another question to hold gently. What if the way things used to be was not a life of thriving for everyone? What if the systems of this country never truly protected those on the margins, and going back is not enough? If the past offered comfort to some while costing others their dignity and safety, would that truly be the peace we are seeking? In moments like these, it is tempting to want what we once had. But we are invited to stay present and attentive to what could be. Perhaps this moment, as exhausting as it feels, is an opening to become a country that is more honest and more whole. What if this is the time to dig deep and dream carefully, to loosen the grip of systems that were never meant for the flourishing of Black and Brown people? This present evil works hard to drain hope, especially from those who love widely and refuse to narrow their circle of care. If you are feeling worn down, you are not alone. Still, we must remain focused on our assignment. What we are facing is bigger than headlines or the churn of images designed to keep us anxious. Our work calls for steadiness, intention, and love. Love is what will sustain us when fear threatens to take over. Nothing lasting is built outside of God’s love. So I ask you this. Are you holding onto reflections of how life used to be, or are you, even in your weariness, allowing yourself to imagine a world shaped by God’s love in all its hues?
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