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The stars no longer shine (Joel 3:15) 
I wish to suspend my blog for a day to ask you to wait with me in silence for 8 minutes and 46 seconds. It will seem like an eternity I can assure you. As you wait imagine that you have someone kneeling on your neck and you are struggling to breathe. Now use the time to pray for fair treatment for oppressed minorities around the world. Sure, start with African Americans in the States. But then move on: to the Rohingya in Myanmar, the Uyghur in China, the Han in Indonesia, Kurds in Turkey, Jews in Iran, Christians in Pakistan, Palestinians in Israel, albinos in sub-saharan Africa, disabled the world over. The list goes on and on. Get out a map and everywhere you look there will be similar misery for the vulnerable where the strong fail to do what is right. In each place authority kneels on the neck of the weak and many stand by and watch. At least for those 8 minutes and 46 seconds we can remember them in silence. In the death of George Floyd a star has ceased to shine, but maybe for a few minutes it will shine again. 

A single stalk stands out 

Location: United Kingdom

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  1. Kathy6 June 2020 at 06:06

    Thank you George for the way you have encompassed your true thoughts. Ones which many others will certainly endorse. Kathy

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