A story of love today
There have been a small group of young men holding signs every day at the corner of an intersection in a nearby town.
I have stopped and talked with them and brought water a few times. These could be my sons...
Today, something special happened.
I asked to hold a young man's sign so that he could rest his arms for a bit. I shared that I couldn't stand for very long because of my back, but I wanted to help.
Once I had the sign in my hands, the men surrounded me and prayed for my pain to be eased.
We were all in tears and I will never forget this moment of raw human caring.
I dont interact very well with people and mostly keep to myself.
I'm so grateful to have stopped. These young men are our future and they showed me that hope is here for the next generation.
I almost moved away from here a few years ago due to the clan and hate. I decided to stay and do what I can with what I have.
My heart has grown today.
Central Washington ( population under a thousand),all white county, and three protesters were at the one light with BLM signs.
You have to have lived in rural US to understand how brave it is to stand alone in a town where everyone knows everyone.
This country is washing the stench of slavery and the Confederacy away, finally.
If only THIS could be the norm instead of something rare that we all need to hear about to help us not hate humanity.