Understanding what brings a group of people to this place is NOT condoning. Understanding however does bring clarity, sympathy, and empathy. Understanding can be the catalyst for change as more eyes open to what is happening around us.
I penned this on my Facebook page today:
If you have ever been so mad about something that you slammed a door & a picture fell off the wall and shattered…
If you have ever been so frustrated that you threw whatever was in your hand down hard on the table and it snapped in half…
If you have ever snapped back at a family member or raised your voice before you gave them a chance to speak…
If you have ever punished your child based on the evidence before you without giving them a chance to explain…
You have a FRACTION of the understanding needed to wrap your head around what is happening in Charlotte.
Sometimes it hurts… it hurts deep. It is raw and you just can’t control your actions. Right? No. Real? Yes. There are real people who are hurting right now, and it’s not because of one incident but the culmination of incidents. A boiling point.
Will there be opportunists who take advantage of this situation for their own gain? Who are not truly protesting or broken, but happy to take advantage of an opportunity to create mayhem … knowing with the # of people protesting they most likely won’t get caught? Of course.
We have a media who is happy to tell us about the long wrap sheets of these people who have been killed. Yet celebrates the accomplishments of guilty men who are let off with minimal to no consequence.
But you do have to scratch your head and wonder how in the world NY police took down the bombing suspect during a gun fight with a shot to the leg… and yet an unarmed man, walking away from the officers was such a threat that lethal force was required.
Just as much as scratching my head and wondering why a routine traffic stop has to take the life of one of our officers. Or, how the calculated attack on the Dallas officers occurred.
What this tells us is that there is still work to do. There are still strides to take forward. There is still hurt, pain, and marginalization. Just because we don’t see it here in our own lives or cities doesn’t mean it isn’t existing elsewhere.
As I have been listening to my fellow human beings talk about their experiences with racism… whether they are my grandmother’s generation or young kids… we can’t put our heads in the sand and pretend it doesn’t exist. We can’t ignore it. Because, when we try to pretend or ignore… it impedes our ability to be honest and take the necessary steps to move forward.
We need to be the change.
Perhaps in God’s providence he is bringing forth an injustice to people whom he loves greatly that are being mistreated? He is exposing a bitter root that has gone deep and been ignored. Perhaps God is saying to his people STOP … LISTEN… and be my hands and feet. Stand up to injustice of all types. Maybe we are not in chaos and confusion, but instead the Lord is dropping the scales and opening our eyes to hurt, pain, and suffering of a group of people who are created in His image. Perhaps the Lord is calling us to STAND up for what is right, honorable, noble, and good. And in our stubbornness to see the sin before our eyes… we had to be shaken from our stupor.
Lord, I pray for our communities… the people who live in them and those who serve to protect them. Let there peace and calm that comes, let real conversations happen that lead to healing and growth. Let us more forward and not backward. Protect us from those who mean us harm. Open our eyes to injustice. Let us stand united, every color… civilians and officers… for good. Amen.