For the last 2 years I have known that I put an extra burden on the shoulders of the small number of people courageous enough to read Just.
The book ends with a plea to the reader–do something.
I knew it was a pushy ending. It is a pushy ending, but I am invoking it again in memory of the little girl found murdered in Saginaw…Forth Worth…Texas.
Do something so preschoolers will be safe on the streets.
Do something for the little ones.
Call your elected officials. Go to city council meetings. Contact any and all law enforcement agencies. Report suspected child abuse. Do not take no for an answer.
This is everybody’s problem. It will take us all to fix it.
Safety and life for the children.
I haven’t lived the level of horror you have. But I share your passion for not watering down the truth about the violence and danger. We have to start getting real and telling the truth if things are ever going to change.
You don’t have to have my story to be in the club of people willing to love the tough ones
Your story and your family have been in my thoughts and prayers since I read your blog
I struggle with “will my RAD children be mended? How?” And God reminds me–unfailing Love
I try to fix my eyes on His promises not all the broken pieces