The Things I Say, and the Things I Pray
I've been silently wrestling with a new revelation and an honest conviction: I am sometimes too careless with expressing my frustrations to the wrong people, and too careful with expressing my frustrations to the right people. The truth is, the quickest way to justice isn't being the loudest voice in the room, but being the still, quiet voice most faithful to pray. If I'm being honest, I've failed at this recently. I've allowed myself to become overwhelmed by doubt, frustration, and the weight of my responsibilities. It's not coming from a place of malice, but from a place of wanting to be heard, wanting to be relatable, and wanting to be an outspoken advocate for change. Yet, often in my haste, I can neglect the fruit of the Spirit: self-control, patience, and grace. Isaiah 1:17 says, "Learn to do good. Seek justice, correct oppression; bring justice to the fatherless, plead the widow's cause." In the pursuit of justice, we can't forsake our...