I’m weary.

It’s a tired that goes beyond physical. I’m tired to my very soul. Weary, and just “over it”.

Yes, there are stressors all the time.

The pandemic has been some stress, but I do what I need to do to stay healthy – physically and mentally.

I don’t overeat – I eat healthier. I read more books instead of watch more streaming services. I do outside, plant things, care for things. I exercise. Breathe. Pray.

The hate, though…that’s getting to me.

It’s coming from both side of the divide – a divide created on purpose to embroil our nation in the very hate you see happening.

I won’t participate.

I do not put one people group over another. I never have and I never will.

Love is the answer – and I’m not seeing it outside these four walls much.

Anything or anyone that causes division I am limiting – or ignoring. I pray for them – that they will see that what they are doing will hurt them the most, ultimately.

My devotional time keeps me going. My family time sustains me. These moments of human interaction are all I have – but they remind me that there is good where there is love.

For those that are angry, sin not. For those who hold a grudge – you reap what you sow. For those that are demanding – it never works out that way.

Consider your heart. Your ways. Try kindness. Find God.

Be the good you want to see. Because the changes that are happening are tearing our country apart.