Be a Protector, Not a Persecutor

If Anne Frank could believe this was true when she and her family were hiding from the Nazis, then why is it so hard for us to believe it?

I get it. I do. I swing from unbridled optimism that no one could possibly be capable of all the things I fear in today's political climate to the deep, bone-chilling knowledge that the same hatred that fueled the Nazis' pursuit of people like the Franks still lives today. It's just hidden a bit better.

I have to believe the story is not over. It won't be over until those who are "really good at heart" love the world enough to be the change for which we are praying. After all, people have the breath of God/Goddess/the gods in them. That's where the words inspiration and enthusiasm come from.

We are called to be the kind of people who would hide and support marginalized people who are in any kind of danger. Remember Anne Frank. Remember Miep Gies, one of the people who worked so hard to protect the family for so long. Be one of the protectors, not the persecutors. It could be you next.

It will all work out in the end. If it hasn't worked out, it's not the end.

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