The number one killer of black people (behind systemic racism): grief.

We carry it in our bodies, cancers becoming more aggressive, blood pressure never stabilizing, backs and knees unable to carry the load, hearts giving out.

I eat mine.

If I don’t get control of my grief and sorrow, I will have diabetes–just like my family before me. But joy has become harder to reach so that food becomes the needle in my arm, the pipe in my hand.

I am praying today that we overcome our grief.

Revelations 21:4
‘‘He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death’ or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.”