An unarmed black man in handcuffs, pleading to breathe, killed by a white police officer as other officers remain silent and do nothing to intervene. Another terrible injustice in too long a series. Another sign of unhealed sicknesses in the soul of America (myself included).
Love is patient, yes.
Yet loving those who do wrong doesn’t mean ignoring injustice. Love does not minimize sin or evil. Love is not blind to cancers which have gone deep into the body politic. Love does not mean pretending that everything is okay. Because love without truth lies.
We cannot grow in love without loving truth. We dare not talk about reconciliation without repentance, without getting feet off necks.