Cain murdered Abel, and God tells him: your brother's blood is crying out to me from the ground. The blood itself is a voice, a testimony that cannot be silenced.
I work for an organization that documents violence - we record stories, we make sure the dead aren't forgotten. This verse is our theology. The dead cry out. Their voices don't disappear. There's something sacred about refusing to let violence be forgotten or covered up.
That's why we do this work. The blood cries out, and we're listening.
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