all we can do is keep breathing

Being at bethel every day is so much more exhausting and wonderful than i could have ever imagined. it's been a hard week. the kids are naughty. really naughty. it's not just naughty but it's the kind of naughty that stems from broken families, unmet needs and brokenness in a community. it's hard sh*t. really hard. it makes me so angry, i've never been so angry. all of the time. how can we live in a world, in a society that allows entire major groups of people to slip through the cracks, or rather, tumble into the gaping holes we push them into? and it starts with me, and it starts with you. no easy answers. i wish racial reconcilliation was much easier, it's way more than just showing up, it's mutual. i don't know where to draw the line between acceptable and unacceptable because that line is so blurred by race, culture and socioeconomic status. i'm learning... baptism by fire, trial by error etc.


all we can do is keep breathing/