I have struggled this week with what to say to what is going on around me. I have held my voice just trying to absorb it all in. Here is the conclusion I have come to.

I’m tired.

I know I’m not the only one. My heart is tired. My soul is tired.

I’m tired of the evil surrounding us in this world today. I turn on the news and it’s bad. I scroll through social media and it’s bad.

This past week, I watched a warrior for truth, a warrior for God, being murdered in front of hundreds of people for his opinions, his beliefs, for speaking the truth. And some are celebrating.

Last week, a young girl died, while strangers stood by and watched. No comfort. No sympathy. Nothing.

What has our world become that we have become desensitized to these things? That we celebrate something so horrible simply because we disagree.

It makes me tired. I pray. I cry out to God.

But the bad continues…and I want to give up. I’m ready to go home.

I’m tired.

But if we are still here, then God is not done with us yet.

And we are called to fight. We can no longer sit back in the shadows and hope that the Charlie Kirks of the world will speak up for us. We can no longer hope that others will fight the fight while we watch and silently cheer them on.

We are not wrestling against flesh and blood but the darkness that is trying to overcome this world. Satan KNOWS his time is running out and he is fighting hard. So no matter how tired we are, we have to fight harder!

So yes I’m angry. I’m heartbroken. I’m tired. But I am also renewed. It’s time for Christians to step out of the shadows, to fight the good fight, to stand up for what is right.

Yea, we might be tired…but we are definitely not out!

Until next time..