Lord, I want to be your servant. A year ago, I wrote the words that I would fight to the end for the underdog. I thought that I meant them then but now I feel I am being tested. Will I really fight for the underdog?

If this is a fight that you want me to be in, hold me in a state of humility and brokenness and allow this trip to permanently mark my heart with images and words ... images and words that no longer allow me to ignore the injustice of enslavement without being convicted that, by ignoring what I know, I am just as guilty as the perpetrators.

Bring my heart to where it needs to be in order that I will be your servant, my Lord.

I love you ... I want to serve you and those you love. Amen