On this the third day of exile from the Twitterverse I remain unmoved. I do not speak hate. I speak of love. I speak of justice and truth.
When I think of this exile, the most recent corollary in the news is the Twitter expulsion of Milo Yannopoulis, who was suspended from Twitter after organizing a campaign of racist death threats against an African-American actress.
Then I think of my good friend, Ming Blue Tea Cup, and how she was part of a campaign to #FreeMilo. If voices that promote hate can be defended for free speech, why then are voices of love also suspended?
The answer to that is simply this: we live in a fallen, imperfect world. Voices of hate will always rise to the top, like dirty oil atop the clean waters. Christ Himself told us that we would be suspended and killed and silenced for the sake of His name. While this Twitter suspension is in no way shape or form anywhere NEAR the sufferings endured by true followers of Christ, let alone CHRIST Himself, I do understand from this taste of Twitter exile just how fragile our speech is.
Thus, emboldened, I state that I SHALL NOT BE MOVED!
I Shall Not Be Moved Lyrics
Mississippi John HurtI shall not, I shall not be moved
Just like a tree that's planted by the water
I shall not be moved
I'm on my way to heaven, I shall not be moved
I'm on my way to heaven, I shall not be moved
Just like a tree that's planted by the water
I shall not be moved
Oh preacher, I shall not be moved
Oh preacher, I shall not be moved
Just like a tree that's planted by the water
I shall not be moved
I'm sanctified and holy, I shall not be moved
Sanctified and holy, I shall not be moved
Just like a tree that's planted by the water
I shall not be moved
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