This is for the mom who is tired of seeing bad news all over social media. It’s for the mom who wants their kids to know that hatred and violence is unacceptable. This blog, that probably won’t reach very many people, is for the mom who just doesn’t get why we can’t all just LOVE.
And if you’re not a mom… Well, it’s for you too!
It’s been a MINUTE since I’ve posted a blog. Truthfully, it became more of a job for me than a passion and I never wanted it to be like that. I started this blog to speak truth, encouragement, and hope for moms and wives out there who may come across it. I don’t wish to fill this space with meaningless letters, it’s worth so much more than that.
So that’s why I’ve decided to sit down for a few minutes today and share my heart with you.
Last week, my family had the opportunity to participate in #LOVEweek2016 – and now more than any other time in my four years of LOVE Week-ing, do I realize the weight of my participation during LOVE Week. In the past few weeks, we’ve seen horrible shootings that sincerely shook me. I’m very much a “hide it so I can pretend it’s not there” kinda girl, but how can I pretend that evil isn’t there. Evil has been present since the beginning of time. Even in the perfect Garden God created for us to spend eternity walking and talking with him, evil was there.
Fear keeps me from clicking on certain news stories, sharing certain posts, and going certain places.
But as a mom, do I want to teach my children that it’s okay to live in fear?
1 John 4:18 tells me that Perfect Love drives out fear. Jesus is that perfect love, and He lives within me. My heart isn’t big enough for Jesus to have a condo next to fear… it’s just not. So I’m working really hard to ignore the evil that plants the seed of fear in my life. However, sadly, I can’t ignore that my brothers and my sisters of every color are being attacked so that I feel a little more at ease when I’m taking a trip to Target.
I know I’m probably jumping all over the place, but my main point is…
The evil has to stop somewhere, why not with me?