But sadly, the fight for equality has been going on for generations.
I’ve come to a hard, honest realization:
This battle won’t be won through laws alone. It will only be won when hearts are healed.
As Scripture reminds us:
“For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world, and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.”
— Ephesians 6:12
This is a spiritual war disguised as a social one.
And while George Floyd’s death was horrific, it also became a catalyst—an undeniable call for change that crossed racial and cultural lines. People of all backgrounds finally stood up to say: enough is enough.
But if I’m honest, I wish we were uniting to fight for the faith with the same urgency.
It saddens me that it takes tragedy to wake us up. And yet… maybe it’s through moments like these that we find our way back to Love Himself.
I’m holding onto hope that it’s possible.
Some are protesting peacefully.
Some are looting.
Some are trying to force a hand—any hand—to pay attention.
And while I don’t condone destruction, I understand the desperation behind it. The cry beneath it.
Because when people feel unseen, unheard, and unloved—they do what they can to make sure someone notices.
But again… it all comes back to the heart.
Laws may regulate, but only love can truly transform.
If hearts don’t change, we’ll keep fighting the same fight—again and again—with no real win in sight.
So I will pray.
I will grieve.
I will listen.
And I will stay hopeful—for a change that doesn’t just shift the system but softens the soul.
Because that’s the kind of change that lasts.
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