This weekend I spent a lot of time just existing. It’s good to take some time off of writing to recharge the battery and refill the heart. In the midst of that, I found myself hurting. The more stories I read of misfortune, the more my heart hurts. I really question shouldn’t every Christian feel the same?
A few months ago, I wrote a Letter to My Son, a lot of it was about how to be a healthy man, devoid of toxic masculinity, highlighting some of the most important lessons I’ve learned. Today, I write this one to him when he gets older. P.S. You can check my letters to my daughter and black women here.
Following the full acquittal of countless officers killing unarmed, innocent, or mentally ill Black people nationwide visibly for the last few years, I tend to go through emotional phases. Sometimes I am angry, dejected, depressed, contemplative, confused, frustrated, and even moved to action. However, since I’ve been getting deeper into my Bible, I’ve struggled with something.
As I’ve been making my way through the Bible, I came across an interesting passage in Corinthians. Especially since so I’ve been growing in understanding patriarchy and how these are things affect our thoughts/interactions, I’ve been wondering what the Bible says about it.
Over the years, I’ve been learning not just about Faith but embracing the nature of the Holy Spirit. A few basic things must be understood about It:
- It comes with peace
- It’s a gentle spirit
- It is spontaneous
I just want to touch briefly on the Holy Spirit, how I’ve identified It and Its connections in our everyday life.