Today is March 6, 2017. I made it once again through the dates of March 4 & 5. March 4, 1978 marks the birth of my son, Williams James White, III and March 5, 2007 marks the date in which he was murdered.
This was the first time I have been in the United States for these dates since 2011. I have spent the past six years in Kenya ministering to widows and orphans during those dates. While there it is impossible to think about dates; one of celebration and one of sorrow. There is so much to do while in Kenya dates and time really don't mean anything. You don't have time to think about what is the date.
I believe God kept me home this year to show me how I have grown in my faith. I didn't have as much of a difficult time getting through those dates as I thought I would. However there were those who dishonored my request to not post pictures of my son on social media; that left me feeling somewhat sad. I really am not ready to see him pop up without any warning for someone to express their grief. Well I know everyone does it and feels they have the right to do what they want on the page; but when someone specifically asks it is only considerate to honor that request.
But we learn and grow from such and extend grace and forgiveness. Jesus has been with me throughout this entire matter. I have truly been transformed by the renewing of my mind.
To God be the glory.