Invisibility breaks us to pieces - Dietrich Bonhoeffer

When I’m in the garden weeding there’s no one around to ask about this “I.” When I’m at work and the goats come up all curious, some will nibble at the “I” but none asks why it stays pinned to my shirt. Even though there’s nobody around when it catches a breeze or when I pin it on in the morning, it still reminds me of what I so regularly choose to ignore, that North Carolina has chosen to kill again. Our lawmakers would rather this remain invisible. They will carry out their actions, representing us, in the middle of the night. The “I” reminds me that I am part of this filthy, rotten, idolatrous system. I voted. I paid taxes. I am complicit in the murders of hundreds of men and women, and I fear more will die. Please God, forgive us. Have mercy on us all.

-Dan