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 I got my vaccines. Yes, I wanted to vent. I have kept my opinions carefully guarded cause it seems I fall in a statistical category where thirty seven percent of the people are not getting vaccinated. I am a white, Christian. The fact that I am also Hispanic lessons that. I find that hard to swallow honestly. Why are the majority of anti vaccines white? I can’t honestly give up more than a theory, but I hesitate to even voice that. It really doesn’t bother me what others choose to do. It’s their choice. I am just a little tired of being barked at for doing what our own family feels is best. As I said recently on a more public post, I am not the mask police. Neither am I the vaccine police. If my husband and I choose to risk it, shouldn’t that be our choice too. Maybe my ideas overall are just different. I would sacrifice to help a stranger. All the time? No. Only when prompted to by the Holy Spirt. But I asked myself why are we in this group so willing to put up a fight over authority, government, and rules? Some people don’t have the luxury to question. I ask isn’t God still in control of everything? God put his people into captivity for seventy years I believe it was. They had no control over the wicked leadership. We act as though we can pray away our country’s struggles. What IF GOD? What if this IS His plan. What if He is still Sovereign? I yield. I don’t know what is going to happen. I will still say the name of Jesus out loud. I will still try to help people understand the one way to heaven isn’t our worthiness or our works. Who are you fighting? 

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