Still reeling and still being picky about my Marin reflection. Enjoy this post from a dear dear DEAR friend of mine. She is incredible and I am so thankful for her.
The following is a moving testimony from an incredible woman of faith. We’ll call her Freedom. Read it. Be changed.
I watched the scene, trying to hold back tears. It was a simple scene, and I’m sure the depth was lost on most of the audience. Yet for me it was so real, so personal. Thomas was putting into words what I never could. As he spoke to the wounded soldier, he shared his pain in growing up different. Through tears he grabbed the blind soldier’s hand and united with him in the margins.
Lost somewhere in the midst of the familiarity, my heart was suddenly ejected into reality by the girl sitting next to me on the couch. She covered her eyes and scoffed a homophobic comment, certain that Thomas was trying to seduce the soldier. She must have uttered “gross” five times within a second.
I closed my…
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