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There are days when I feel like I’m shouting into the void. When I look at the state of the world, how we treat each other, and feel hopelessness seep through my skin. I thank God that Jesus will one day right all the wrongs and heal the pain. But I get tired, and clinging on to God’s promises is hard. Besides, just sitting on my hands waiting for that day isn’t going to help the very people I am called to love. Then one day, I saw on the internet an ad for a conference called Love Thy Neighbour. It was an event that sought to help Christians think about how to respond to the rise of far right politics in ways that reflect the teachings of Jesus. After recently walking away from a fulfilling but demanding workplace, I had time. So I went. There, I saw a room full of Christian brothers and sisters wanting to serve Jesus by loving the foreigner and stranger amongst us. Wanting to know how to have that better conversation that didn’t demonise our enemies, but loved them as well as the…

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