Bridges

In recent weeks, I found myself reflecting on a small service project we did at my church—a community I’ve been part of for over 24 years here in Los Angeles, after beginning my faith journey in DeKalb, Illinois. We’ve always believed in rolling up our sleeves to serve—whether that means providing kits for foster youth or meals for those in need.

Recently, we partnered with an LGBTQ-affirming church. And I know some people might be surprised by that. You might think, “Aren’t you worried about being judged?” Honestly, a bit, yes. But when I look at what Jesus taught us—about loving others, feeding the hungry, and caring for those in need—I believe we’re called to compassion. It’s not about compromising beliefs; it’s about living them out.

And let me say this clearly: I don’t think I’m going against God, nor do I think God loves me or them any less. The Bible says we’re all made in His image and He loves us all. My family served this country, and I respect that deeply. It’s a logical fallacy to think that just because we serve people differently, we’re somehow against our faith or our country.

At the end of the day, only God can judge us, and that’s the truth I’m resting in. Like Tupac Shakur said, “Only God can judge me.” So here’s something to reflect on: How can we each take a step toward seeing others as fellow human beings, rather than just labels or categories? In what ways can you build a bridge this week?