“My mom is bipolar”
18 years of
Now 20 years later
After the first time
I told our story
I can’t not tell it.
Been shut up.
“And he will send out his angels with a loud trumpet call, and they will gather his elect from the four winds, from one end of heaven to the other.”–Matthew 24:31 (NRSV)
Once we take the time to shut up and listen, perhaps we finally hear the one true voice that calls us to be justice keepers, peace makers and lovers of all God’s children. It’s that voice that heralds the trumpets for ALL to hear; a voice we all need to hear in the midst of all the commotion of the world.
Finally, may we take the time to truly listen, hear and proclaim in the promises of God who loved us so much God sent Gods son into the world for everyone of us. In all actuality, it seems to me that there are times that we need to shut up while at other times we need to use our voices to stand up for what is right!
So I find myself clinging to the voice of God and in the midst of injustice, evil, and hatred, I must cry out; echoing the words of Desmond Tutu, “I wish I could shut up, but I can’t, and I won’t.” I can’t and I won’t when I see human beings being treated horribly. I can’t and I won’t when media portrays the murdered as anything but a beloved child of God. I can’t and I won’t when my LGTBQ+ friends are killed in a night club in Florida. I can’t and I won’t when there are other children who are paralyzed by fear and can’t tell their own broken stories. I can’t and I won’t when we don’t treat one another as beloved children of God.
I simply can’t and I won’t when God calls me to live out the words in Micah 6:8 “But what does the Lord require of you, but to do justice, love kindness/mercy and walk humbly with our God!”