Our vote is one of the ways we cry loud and long for the world to become a kinder, more equitable place for everyone. The choice is ours to make, to leverage our privilege on behalf of others, or to hoard it for ourselves. This truth is always at the forefront of my mind: no matter what, I cannot take anything with me—I can only decide what kind of world I leave behind.
Read MoreThis restoration of shalom, this ego subverting reign of a self-sacrificing, death defeating king, is the thing I’m willing to bet my whole life on. I will choose it again and again and plead mercy over the moments when I am distracted by the mirage of shiny things that woo me away from the altar.
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