Voices Crying in the Wilderness
It has been a little while since I have written anything; then this happened. Another senseless act of violence, of yet another innocent life being taken. As he cried out for his mother, I found myself crying with him and for him. And still, as hard as it was to watch, I could not bring myself to turn away. This is a scene, like many others that will forever be imprinted in my mind and on my heart… A person in a position of authority that chose to abuse that authority and all for what? What gave him the right to take the life of George Floyd?
Being the mother of two black men not to mention my husband and countless family members; it not only grieves me, I feel angry. I am angry because we are part of this country that cries freedom, yet we as a black people are still being enslaved. It does not matter what our address is, or how many degrees we may possess or if we just one of the nicest people on this God-given earth, we are still seen by “many” as less than. I want someone to know and realized that we do feel pain because we are human. We are fearfully and wonderfully made by the same God; the one true living God that made you. Yes, you the one who sees our many shades of brown as less than.
And now, I not only grieve for the loss of another brother and the impact that it will have on his entire family; I grieve for those that still refuse to repent and turn away from the wickedness of racism. I grieve for a nation divided… How can a person say they love God whom they have never seen, but cannot love their brothers and sisters just because they are a different shade of love? God is love and we are all created in His image. If you find it hard to love someone just because they look differently from you, who is it you really serve? I myself, am a descendant of African American, Caucasian (Anglo, European-American) and Native American, but when most look at me all they see is my brown skin. Everything is based upon appearances and never taking the time to truly get to know the individual. And this is the case for many of us, we never take the time to get to know the individual, and most importantly realized we are all made of flesh and blood. None is greater than the other, because in the eyes of God, we are all the same.
So now, we have people of all races all over the nation, coming together in the true spirit of unity, protesting for a just, justice system. Not just here but also abroad, because the voices are crying in the wilderness; being a light in a world that has grown so very dark. My petition to all is not let it stop here… Do not allow it to become a distant memory that we talk about 10 years from now… Let us cry and cry loud and continue to fight for not just George Floyd, but for the many others that have lost their lives to racism, hate and bigotry. Let us remember those who have come before us whose blood cries from the ground and continue to do what we know to be righteousness and justice in the eyes of God and not man! My plea is for us all to continue to be a light in the dark and choose not to ever blend in, even if you must do it alone…
Let us remember…
For God shows no partiality. All who have sinned apart from the law will also perish apart from the law, and all who have sinned under the law will be judged by the law. For it is not the hearers of the law who are righteous in God’s sight, but the doers of the law who will be justified.