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Reconciling the stories..

lots of ideas stirring around in my head this morning. My heart has been reflective as I enter into my 36th year and look at the days and weeks ahead of me.

 I have listened to some inspiring women on podcasts lately, sharing how their childhoods shaped them- birthing in them a heart for justice, for taking action. As my children play in a parking lot for their yard and miss out on climbing trees with a book in hand or hearing birds, the constant wrestle of what they lack and what I am giving them is ever present in my mind. They are being raised among a desperate need and giving their time, toys, clothes, and hearts to loving, helping, making friends with these ones. Believing the seeds of justice and mercy are being planted in them in real ways.

 Been thinking about what it means to be raised with absolutely no sense of justice. What that does for your neuro pathways, for your development. That your parents are not powerful enough to protect you, the police in your life are threate…

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