The Man, The Morning & The Mourning

I too hunger for justice, truth and hope.

If you need me, you will find me in a secret and sacred place.

With an upturned chin to Him who is Justice, Truth, and Hope.

The coffee is hot.
The candles are lit.

The flame is small but bright enough to illuminate the way.

My way.

In Defense of Him…

This post is an attempt to set right a grievous wrong against an undeserved man.

I Want to Tell You…

I want to tell you the truth –  in detail. 

I want to explain and I have some ‘splaining to do. 

I want to tell you that through the all the lies, the truth will prevail. 

I want to tell you the things that are true. 

Give Us Barabbas!

hu·mil·i·ate (verb)
make (someone) feel ashamed and foolish by injuring their dignity and self-respect, especially publicly.

The Judgement Room

The Judge: “State and spell your name please.” 

Me: Mrs. Lori Anne Thompson 
L-O-R-I  A-N-N-E  T-H-O-M-P-S-O-N

The Judge: “What would you like me to know?”

Social Media Disclaimer

Where social media is increasingly being used for social justice, I heartily applaud. It is also a parallel reality that social media is being used for predation, traumatization, victimization and repugnant PR.

His Silence

After a lifetime of sexual violence and victimization without justice – I can sit quietly and accept the justice of God for mumma me. It is His silence now I struggle with. There are times when silence can feel like betrayal.