It’s not confusing. At all.

It seems pretty clear to me.

“meet the thirsty with water; inhabitants of the land of Tema greet the refugees with bread. They have fled from swords” Isaiah 21:14-15

“The Lord proclaims: Do what is just and right; rescue the oppressed from the power of the oppressor. Don’t exploit or mistreat the refugee, the orphan and the widow.” Jeremiah 22:3


“He enacts justice for orphans and widows, and he loves immigrants, giving them food and clothing. That means you must also love immigrants because you were immigrants in Egypt.” Deuteronomy 10:18-19

Here are some places you can donate if you would like to help:

Save the Children (11% Administrative cost)

World Vision (15% Administrative cost)

International Rescue Committee (8% Administrative cost)

There are a lot of other great organizations out there doing work, these are just a few examples. Also, I think it’s important to know where your money is going when you donate to any organization, that’s why I included the admin percentages.. you want as much of your donation as possible going directly to the work 🙂

Ashley Madison, Infidelity, And Why Your Spouse Probably Deserves Your Passwords

A great post by John Pavlovitz on fidelity and trust in marriage.

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The hacking of AshleyMadison and the subsequent release of the personal information of many of its 28 million subscribers is causing violent ripples in homes throughout the world, even as we speak. The website, which caters to married people looking for extramarital encounters and has been compromised by cyber-activists, is now relegated to the role of helpless witness as the names and sordid secrets of its clientele are being broadcast for everyone (including their devastated spouses and families) to see.

It’s a human tragedy on a scale that we probably can’t really calculate with words; not merely the leak itself, but the fact that such a business exists at all and has found such numerous and willing participants. It’s a testament to the complete disregard by so many married people, for those they once vowed devotion to for the remainder of their lives; a frightening sign that Marriage isn’t quite as sacred as many involved have claimed.

As a pastor who has walked families through infidelity and…

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I hate it

I hate today.

I haven’t slept.

I’ve gotten nothing done.

I’ve forgotten a bag at Hobby Lobby, dropped a pizza, given up on reading for school because I couldn’t concentrate, stared blankly in the grocery store until a kid from my church caught my attention (awkward), felt headachy and sick and I think I fell asleep on my couch for a few minutes but I’m not sure.

I hate bipolar and everything that goes with it.

My opinion doesn’t really matter, but…

I’ve been following and quietly supporting the #BlackLivesMatter movement for months now… since things first erupted in Ferguson, but have said little. What could a suburban, white girl possibly contribute to the conversation? How can I speak without coming off as patronizing or insincere?

Add to this the fact that I live in the South; in an extremely conservative, upper-middle class suburb in the South. As the events of the last 7 months have unfolded I’ve heard lots of comments like, “That’s why you do what the police tell you to do” and “Well if he hadn’t been doing something wrong in the first place, he never would have been stopped.” I’ve seen Facebook posts touting the heroism of officers and our responsibility to support them, and I personally know officers that I believe are good people.

All of this being said, seeing Walter Scott gunned down while running from an officer, handcuffed while he lay dying and allowed to lie there with no medical attention as he unceremoniously and without notice expired, was unbearable.

I know that this isn’t the first black man to have been the victim of this kind of merciless crime. The list is becoming too long to recall by memory, just speaking about those killed over the past 7 months. Eric Garner, pleading for air as he is choked in New York; Tamir Rice, only 12 years old and gunned down in a park; Jonathan Ferrell, shot while attempting to seek help after a car accident. There are so many more.

I can’t imagine this being my reality. My white privilege allows me to be pulled over, get pissed off about it, and smart ass the cop who’s writing me the ticket without any fear that he’s going to do anything more than talk bad about me when he gets back in his car.

As a grown woman and a Christian leader in my community, the fact that I would act disrespectfully toward an officer isn’t right. Honestly, it’s embarrassing to admit. But it’s my natural reaction based on my own experiences. Not experiences of violence or oppression like those faced by so many others, but experiences that reinforce my own privilege.

I won’t go into a diatribe against all of the dishonest, corrupt and downright criminal police officers that I’ve encountered in my life. Suffice it to say that I’ve had the occasion to be pulled over for what should have been some rather serious offenses. I’ve been been incoherently drunk, I once initiated a “race” with a patrol car on a busy freeway while high, I even climbed to the top of my car and fell into my own sunroof during a late night traffic stop… needless to say, highly intoxicated. The fact that NONE of these incidences resulted in an arrest, or even a ticket, showed me that I had power.

And I despised these officers as perverts, as hypocrites, and as men interested in only the power that the badge could give them.

I’m not sure where this leads. I don’t have a strong conclusion to wrap this up with and I don’t know what kind of place, if any, I have in this fight.

But I believe in justice for all people. I believe in the inherent dignity given to all of us by our Creator, which makes us equal. I believe in Jesus, who will come to save every nation, language, tribe, ethnicity and people on this Earth.

I acknowledge my white privilege. I didn’t ask for it, I hate that it’s a part of me and that I treat it with disdain rather than leveraging it for a greater purpose. I do support the Black Lives Matter movement, because I think they absolutely matter, and I think that what’s going on out there in the law enforcement community is wrong.

This is just me getting some thoughts out. I’ve been thinking about a lot of this for a long time, and I know opinions are a dime a dozen right now, but thank you for reading.