I don't even know what to say about the Instagram trolls who... didn't read the caption or the subtitle? Then again, I guess social media forms us to half read, expect hostility, go on the defensive. I feel both an inner eye roll and a tenderness for all the wounded hearts out there.
Said before, saying again, I'm so grateful you wrote it. It healed a little something in me, and I hope writing it healed a little something for you too.
Funny, ironic that a corporate lawyer for surety claims wrote poetry in kaleidoscope. Beautiful carousel, your thoughts.
Been reading the Pentateuch, then Chronicles and Kings. It’s amazing to learn from God, Himself, at night, when it’s quiet. All the years of other people’s absolute interpretations just fade away….
It’s really discouraging and difficult for people to admit 1) they voted for Trump and 2) that they were wrong for doing it if there is no community for them. I remember reading a Threads post from someone about how annoyed they were at past voters for “coming clean” and admitting they were wrong. The poster said that she rejected people like that. While I understand why, it does not help people walk away from extreme conservatism. They are rejected in most places. As a 2016 and 2020 voter myself, I am rejected by both camps. I thought the point was that we want people to wake up and come out of it. They won’t if people get so angry when they do and can’t find community.
Keep writing Lore! As for me, I press on and use my voice in hopes that my loved ones will listen and wake up because I know it’s so hard to walk away from what we were programmed to believe.
I wish with all that is within me that I saw. But I didn’t I was too wrapped up in my one issue voting. I will always regret my votes, and I can’t change my past, I’m only grateful to be out and move forward trying to do my part to call out Trump with every breath in my body.
FWIW, your post meant a lot to me. I have felt the desire for that very thing, and released it to God again and again. Imagining the very best of people is a practice of grace. I want to grow in grace and hopefulness, and choosing to look for goodness is a helpful way to do that. Thank you, sweet Lore. You work hard to write from a pure heart, and that shines through. I am grateful for you.
I scrolled through Instagram on my computer (as I do every now and then) shortly after you posted that and I was afraid of what the reaction to that post would be. I hope that you were able to read those comments and let them say something about the poster and not take it for yourself. Thank you for how you offer yourself to your readers.
I love your writing so so much. I’ve been following you for quite a while now (on insta before Substack) but have been off social media for nearly 1.5 years. I almost laughed when you talked about going viral because I wholeheartedly believe you have the least intent of anyone I’ve ever followed to go viral. You didn’t set out for an experiment, but thank you for sharing your results. It’s pretty eye opening. Try not to take it too personally - I can’t think of a single more thoughtful person on the internet. Even with all the vitriol, you are still considerate, still empathetic. Your work gives me the shove I need to be softer and more loving. More like Jesus.
This line “the possibility that there is more to the story than we have known or experienced or believed,” sums up so much of what motivates my writing and speaking and not writing and not speaking. Like people who don’t picture an apple, it blows my mind that a person can assume there is absolutely one way to view a thing. I feel it in my chest—frustration, anger, exhaustion.
Anyways. I had to say something about that line Lore, because you articulated it throughout this essay. So good.
Thank you for sharing your heart so vulnerably. You are loved in the midst of all the anger and hatred in the world. LIked how you are holding on to hope for something better.
I don't even know what to say about the Instagram trolls who... didn't read the caption or the subtitle? Then again, I guess social media forms us to half read, expect hostility, go on the defensive. I feel both an inner eye roll and a tenderness for all the wounded hearts out there.
Said before, saying again, I'm so grateful you wrote it. It healed a little something in me, and I hope writing it healed a little something for you too.
Funny, ironic that a corporate lawyer for surety claims wrote poetry in kaleidoscope. Beautiful carousel, your thoughts.
Been reading the Pentateuch, then Chronicles and Kings. It’s amazing to learn from God, Himself, at night, when it’s quiet. All the years of other people’s absolute interpretations just fade away….
It’s really discouraging and difficult for people to admit 1) they voted for Trump and 2) that they were wrong for doing it if there is no community for them. I remember reading a Threads post from someone about how annoyed they were at past voters for “coming clean” and admitting they were wrong. The poster said that she rejected people like that. While I understand why, it does not help people walk away from extreme conservatism. They are rejected in most places. As a 2016 and 2020 voter myself, I am rejected by both camps. I thought the point was that we want people to wake up and come out of it. They won’t if people get so angry when they do and can’t find community.
Keep writing Lore! As for me, I press on and use my voice in hopes that my loved ones will listen and wake up because I know it’s so hard to walk away from what we were programmed to believe.
I wish with all that is within me that I saw. But I didn’t I was too wrapped up in my one issue voting. I will always regret my votes, and I can’t change my past, I’m only grateful to be out and move forward trying to do my part to call out Trump with every breath in my body.
FWIW, your post meant a lot to me. I have felt the desire for that very thing, and released it to God again and again. Imagining the very best of people is a practice of grace. I want to grow in grace and hopefulness, and choosing to look for goodness is a helpful way to do that. Thank you, sweet Lore. You work hard to write from a pure heart, and that shines through. I am grateful for you.
I scrolled through Instagram on my computer (as I do every now and then) shortly after you posted that and I was afraid of what the reaction to that post would be. I hope that you were able to read those comments and let them say something about the poster and not take it for yourself. Thank you for how you offer yourself to your readers.
I love your writing so so much. I’ve been following you for quite a while now (on insta before Substack) but have been off social media for nearly 1.5 years. I almost laughed when you talked about going viral because I wholeheartedly believe you have the least intent of anyone I’ve ever followed to go viral. You didn’t set out for an experiment, but thank you for sharing your results. It’s pretty eye opening. Try not to take it too personally - I can’t think of a single more thoughtful person on the internet. Even with all the vitriol, you are still considerate, still empathetic. Your work gives me the shove I need to be softer and more loving. More like Jesus.
This line “the possibility that there is more to the story than we have known or experienced or believed,” sums up so much of what motivates my writing and speaking and not writing and not speaking. Like people who don’t picture an apple, it blows my mind that a person can assume there is absolutely one way to view a thing. I feel it in my chest—frustration, anger, exhaustion.
Anyways. I had to say something about that line Lore, because you articulated it throughout this essay. So good.
Thank you for sharing your heart so vulnerably. You are loved in the midst of all the anger and hatred in the world. LIked how you are holding on to hope for something better.
Thank you, Lore. Keep going.