I am supposed to be reading my Bible right now and spending time with Jesus. I am supposed to be working on my Advent Devotional, and/or at least creating social assets to share about my Advent devotional. But I cannot.
My throat is swollen with unshed tears and un-shared words.
My fingers fly from key to key and I do not know how to wrap this up in words that make sense.
I am so f-ing disappointed in us, church.
That is not written with hate, but grief. Not frustration, but sorrow. This is a lament.