My heart is grieving for our country. 100,000+ dead (and counting) from COVID-19. (Minorities being especially affected by high death tolls.) My heart is grieving for our brothers and sisters who’ve been crying out for justice for centuries, in a country built on the back of slavery, and continuing in unresolved issues involving both systemic racism and unconscious bias by the majority. I grieve for the long history that the [white] evangelical church has in holding back justice for our brothers and sisters in the name of status quo and “peaceâ€, and with justifications for the racist systems as far back as segregation and slavery itself. I grieve for how long it took me to hear and speak up, and how much I still have to learn in rooting out those unconscious biases and naïveté that are ingrained in me from own experiences growing up. Though it’s been a long gradual process (starting in 1997 when I finally got out of my bubble/echo-chamber after moving to a new city and making friends with very different experiences from my own), and then snowballed after the divisive election in 2016, which snapped me out of my comfort and complacency when it came to the plight of my neighbors; I’m sorry it took me so long. #BlackLivesMatter