The imago deo of my people
My heart was in a soft spot this morning. Maybe it’s the fact I just ended therapy yesterday, or maybe it’s the fact I read a really good Lenten reflection this morning urging that where we see injustice and exclusion we must speak up. Either way my day didn’t go as planned when a dear friend forwarded me a petition to stop the senate from approving new legislative amendments to allow people with mental illness to seek euthanasia. I couldn’t get the thought out of my head that my people are in danger. This reality threw my whole homeschooling morning off. I could not focus on anything else. It felt like a tidal wave washing over me and I was too small to turn it around. As the day progressed, I tried pivoting and turning these deeply held yearnings into teachable moments. And maybe today's lesson was the imago deo of all people, including those with mental health illness. At the heart of the matter I hear a message spoken that the pain and struggle that me and my friends w
