Letter Dated Thursday, June 25th

Dear Fearless Leader,

As I write this, I am sitting on a log with the waves of Lake Michigan washing my feet. I'm restless. I came to the beach and swam, read a book, then swam again. Then I hiked the woods and wanted to go home. But I knew at home I'd want to be at the beach again. I stood frozen, looking at the waves up and down the shore. Looking as the infinite sea kissed the infinite sky. "Just be here," it called to me. "If you can not simple be, in the presence of the God of nature, then what do you want to go to heaven for?"

The book I read is called Why Race Matters. It's a challenging book because I was kinda hoping it didn't. It forces me to view myself racially. It poses lots of questions. Questions I think have been asked a thousand times without getting any closer to an answer. I think I would do the right thing if only I knew what it was. I feel hopeless and restless as I read it.

"Just be," God calls to me. "When you need to know something, you'll know it."

Your Servant,
BJ