Undone.

Some of the highlights from @exploresummit #almosthome https://www.instagram.com/p/CP5fB34jOdU/?utm_medium=tumblr

Pictures don’t do it justice. Great to be back here together. #homewheretheheartis #treesintheparkinglot #howsthebeardumpsituation (at Estes Park, Colorado) https://www.instagram.com/p/CP932WujjPX/?utm_medium=tumblr

A good run in the woods gets the head clear and thinking about the beauty in the midst these last few days - flowers, words shared, cool nights, leaning light, and dirt paths that lead to some of my fave quiet places in this city. I’m grateful tonight that there is far more good in this life than bad. #owltrail #goodwinsout #fall https://www.instagram.com/p/CFdJ9_HDvPQ/?igshid=rr4422gvaf5k

No worries this eve. #home #anotherfire #soundtracking (at Beaverdale) https://www.instagram.com/p/CEvOiEQDwZL/?igshid=1gg0xz72o4kwk

Cool(er). #home #deckfires #augustmoon @whiskeymyers (at Beaverdale) https://www.instagram.com/p/CEdK-05DZnI/?igshid=jh3hkdqpwu4n

Stellar start. Got real weird from here. #sunrise #strangedays #amrides #ridemetal #foreverforward https://www.instagram.com/p/CEJyDJkDK_7/?igshid=1njwmekm1i5nq

Dark is the way. https://www.instagram.com/p/CDq3nv-jdFg/?igshid=13mk09qpwz6jf

My Sniktau. 13000’ of sun and wind. So good. (at Summit of Mt Sniktau) https://www.instagram.com/p/CDPAsQ4DAWv/?igshid=vwlye8sz5jcr

Morning snapshots. Last 2 have been beauties. #ridemetal #foreverforward #sunrises https://www.instagram.com/p/CDCJA0PjNFJ/?igshid=1hgb27mm1qb16

Today we celebrate with all the precautions possible. This has been a strange season, full of all the imaginable emotions. Through it all, you have been strong and have finished well. Proud of you, @bradeth_ for so many things. @theiowahawkeyes are getting a good one. #graduation2020 #betterlaterthannever #stayaBradyapart #sanitzerseverywhere https://www.instagram.com/p/CC1Jp9wDVNE/?igshid=13pk9h3tlb87k

River walk. #31in31 https://www.instagram.com/p/CCZ3BfmjC00/?igshid=q965tlokg10t

Okoboji. 4th. #home https://www.instagram.com/p/CCNGKHkjXGb/?igshid=k1hom62xhk89

Lovely walk by the lake w @osborneka talking about life, love, and marriage in the time of COVID. These flowers were nice too. https://www.instagram.com/p/CCCwtmyjxNN/?igshid=1kbai1tqc9xr1

Solid day w even more solid ppl. Loved every minute. Even the last few painful ones. #ridemetal #foreverforward https://www.instagram.com/p/CB9B4VRDXoT/?igshid=1tko89j0oxqkk

Today was fun. Beginning to end. https://www.instagram.com/p/CBJmVWYjmKH/?igshid=134yw0g8qv72h

“He has shown you, O mortal, what is good. And what does the Lord require of you? To act justly and to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God.” ‭‭Micah‬ ‭6:8‬ ‭#blacklivesmatter https://www.instagram.com/p/CA7tuRMjfzD/?igshid=15hvljnysavuc

I have liked and retweeted and shared posts for days now. I have watched the news, and talked about the state of our world more in the last 72 hours with my teenage children than I could have ever imagined I would. We took part in the rally Friday evening to show support for our neighbors in this city, to voice our desire to see systemic change, and in hopes that our black and brown brothers and sisters - friends, their children, the friends of MY children who I love like my own, and our family members - may not have to fear for their lives because of the color of their skin. You may not agree this is a ‘real thing’, but in conversation with people I know, love, and respect, I have come to see this is indeed true. Not because they are guilty of anything other than living life and having a skin color different than my own. I don’t write this to be inflammatory or to start an argument with anyone; I write because I have come to see and believe that letting your actions speak for what you believe may no longer be enough. This morning, I write because it needs to be said that #BlackLivesMatter, because what I see on the news, in the actions of some, tell me a different story. And because I have come to see that my life is valued differently because of the color of my skin. That, friends, is not right. I write today because I feel a weight in my soul that is not lifting. My prayer has become “Lord, have mercy…” because that is all I am really able to verbalize. May that mercy extend to all of us, and may it pour out of us into the lives of everyone around us, regardless of the color of our skin.