I need to bear witness to what is going on around me. These are not random organizations or strangers to me—this is my Church, these are my people.
Beautifully written. I have wanted to journal the craziness that is happening, because, eventually, who is ever going to believe it?! But the exhaustion is real. Thank you for bearing witness, and documenting some of the crazy.
Beautifully written. I have wanted to journal the craziness that is happening, because, eventually, who is ever going to believe it?! But the exhaustion is real. Thank you for bearing witness, and documenting some of the crazy.