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He Did Not Just Wear His Badge.....He Gave His Life.




I don't recall a time in my life where my faith has ever wavered, I trust God. I believe in Him and His promises.   However in the recent events I am finding it's not my lack of  trust that has me on my knees, it's my lack of understanding . The grief that has consumed my community and our nation is smothering the very essence of my heart.
So much death.....
So much violence.....
So much brokenness.....
Division at it's worse.

As a nation we grieved for Dallas and the loss of the fallen officers. Today as a community we grieve for our own. The three hero's, Montrell Jackson, Matthew Gerald and Brad Garafola, who lost their lives in a purposely orchestrated attack. A senseless act which has now placed Baton Rouge on the map of sorrow with others across the US. And one question that screams at us all............
WHY?

I do not have the answer nor will I pretend to.  I wish I did. I pray my words of comfort do not sound  cliche' or hollow. I pray the words from my heart will give comfort in a time of despair. I pray the world will see these three men as the hero's that they are as well as all those who have fallen in the line of duty across the nation.

Proverbs 3:5-6
Trust in the Lord with all your heart, And lean not on your own understanding; In all your ways acknowledge Him and He shall direct your paths.

I believe our daddy God will direct the paths of those grieving the loss of their husband, father, son, brother and friend during their time of sorrow. He will forever hold them within the bosom of his love, never to let them go.  Though I may have unanswered questions, I still stand on the promises of God with the knowledge He is still on the throne.

What I have witnessed in the days following is a city that is uniting together where the world has attempted to divide. Where darkness has lurked, the unconditional light of love is pouring into the hearts of men, women and children alike. Where there is no black/white but brother and sisters coming together for the greater cause. A united front of hand shakes, hugs that are held longer, tears and heart felt emotions that echo healing and not despair. This will not define us as a city, a state nor a nation.

As for my city and surrounding communities this I know without a shred of doubt.....

We will honor the "badge"; we will support the men and women who wear it; those who without any regard run to the danger and not away; those who make the ultimate sacrifice and lay down their lives for those they know and for those they do not. Their sense of honor, duty and courage spared many lives and they heroic acts will never be forgotten.

John 15:13
Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one's life for one's friends.

And they did.

Montrell Jackson, Matthew Gerald , and Brad Garafola......

He did not just wear his badge..............He gave his life.


God bless them all~


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