Dear black friday,
I wish I could point the finger at you and say with a clean conscience that I have no part in you. I don't shop on you, I don't take advantage of all the sparkly things you offer.... But the truth is, you reflect our hearts. Mine not withstanding. As a human race we are greedy, selfish hoarders who look after our own good before others, and it just manages to manifest itself in a lot of different ways. We don't always give all our allegiance to this demon - but none of us has been entirely free of it for our whole life. And none of us is innocent. Black friday, I want to play a song for you. maybe we'll look back at Jesus and remember that there's something a lot more important than "getting our own"- in whatever manner we do that.
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