I spent a good bit of yesterday hunting pheasant near the Red River. I didn’t get as many opportunities to shoot as I would have liked but I never do but it was a fun day spent with two good friends. I enjoy my days hunting and fishing because it takes me into God’s handiwork and I spend some time slowing down and seeing the wonders of His hand.
Last night, I had another opportunity to speak to our youth group and I am always thankful for that. I’ve mentioned before that speaking to a group of 13-18 year olds worries more than speaking to 40 year olds because I’m speaking to the future. I pray my words help them find their way to God.
Obama’s preacher was on TV today. Wow. I can’t imagine if similar words came out of our pulpit. I appreciate the fact that I don’t understand what it’s like to live in “black America” as one lady described it on TV but when someone stands in a pulpit and damns America, the tone I hear isn’t one of reconciliation but continued division.
The preacher won’t affect my vote one bit but it does make me question how the divide between black and white will ever be eliminated when I hear his words.