For months now, I have wanted to articulate my thoughts, feelings, opinions, and desires regarding racial injustice in our country, specifically the Black Lives Matter movement. There is so much I want to say. I want to list all of the views I have on each racially charged incident that has made the news in the last year. I want to make a Biblical argument for the importance of ethnicity. I want to show that an undeniable implication of the Gospel is racial reconciliation. I want to argue with every single ignorant and rude thing that I have seen posted on the internet recently, both by strangers and friends. There is so much I want to say. The problem is big: the oppression is deep, the injustices are real, the history is complicated, and the hope often seems lost. But what I have found is, although it may feel like a time…