At the risk of making you the reader mad – Let me be the minority voice and have my own little ruckus because I’m an unknown woman who grew up on the wrong side of the track whose daddy owned a worm ranch and you know how fun that was to be known as the family with the worms whose nickname was Sewage… You and I both walk this same earth. Yes, I am white so go ahead and presuppose now before you read onward cause I’m sure it’s gonna make somebody mad…cause you know…that seems to be the preferred emotion this day…you know…to get angry instead of a change of mind or actually have a conversation face to face versus on facebook or this device where we do not see the pain in each others eyes and we stay clear of any kind of true compassion for the life we have lived or are now living.
WHY does the sickening hate in American continue to be about racism and not identifying the true issue?
Historically, it seems here in America, we stop and cling to the word racism every time there is any kind of violence against a non-white and then the nation riots (not the first time) and then we have an outcry against racism. If a stand against racism were the answer would it have been resolved by now? The issue is identity in all colors and not just white. We live on this same earth.
Violence was not how Martin Luther King handled his life – that man is a man who crosses all denominational and all economical and all color boundaries. He demonstrated dignity and literally changed society…He knew who He was and Whose. He paid a price for it. He was fearless.
My goodness – Why do you suppose we do not develop past our own skin color? Yes, AGAIN, I acknowledge I’m still white and now some may be protesting from non-white skin and say something like this: “You don’t know what it is like to walk in my shoes…or my mom’s or grandfathers or …….onward…. And you don’t know what it was like to walk in mine either. This country is IMMATURE IN developing respect… for just about anything really when you think about it…. We all want to shift blame to somebody else for why we have a lack of identity. I see the disrespect in the mom for her role as I see her ignore her child while on her phone every single day when she walks the kid around the corner. I see the kids next door completely ignore instructions from their parents. I almost get hit by cars thinking it is cool to race down the highway in rush-hour as they endanger all of us in their competition. I see an entire family including kids on their cell phones at dinner ignoring one another. These are all colors and all ages and all economics. Disrespect for one another is learned. Respect is learned. But lack of love is probably at the core root.
You are right – I don’t know what it was like to walk or what it IS like to walk in your shoes. I was bullied as a kid and as an adult every single day (not tarred and feathered) but continually hit and continually made fun of and was poor and paid for vacations with bottles my parents found on the side of the road so part of me has had some issues maybe some of you did not have…
I grew up under the leadership of an earthly father who felt hitting was the best way to communicate his love language. I grew up with kids who ridiculed me daily and I hated myself with a vengeance most my life… What I experienced is not the same as any-color racism –
ALTHOUGH at the time it tore me apart and almost took my life many times in my lifetime….
Racism is found in all cultures across the globe – cultural prejudice within and outside of all sorts of sects and family lines and cities and nations including inside America.
Yet all of us walk on this same earth.
And honestly, it seems to be white people who stop whatever they are doing to jump up and down to come to the defense of racism more than anyone – is it guilt? Do we want to be popular? Do we want others to think well of us? Do we want more friends? Do we really want to make a difference? Why is the cry for racism only during riots and bloodshed?
If it was really solely a race issue – do you think it could have been resolved by now?
Are you really convinced race is the issue?
COULD it be deeper than race…deeper than skin shade…?
I just wish we had a true strategy to solve this sickening emotion/hatred.
I’m thinking we as a nation – a people – all over the globe – don’t know who we are and we don’t know WHOSE we are and we don’t acknowledge we have the exact same color blood and we breathe the exact same air and we have the same organs. We won’t consider that we all came from the same Spirit and we all return to the same Spirit after we leave this same earth that we all walk on together.
Instead, we use emotions as our excuse for actions and behavior
that belittles, reinforces, dishonors, angers and rules atmospheres…separates, divides, shifts blame and takes blame.
I was thinking today that it is ironic to think the one rioting may be robbing their heavenly neighbor?? Sad to think the one prejudice against that other is having attitude with someone who holds God Already living inside them and living alongside of them and will see them in the next place of existence…until then – we all walk on this same earth.
It is not just us white people who don’t now who we are – it is every color as we walk this same earth.
Screwed Up MESS is what is happening folks.
End of my rant.
Have a great day.
Make a non violent rumble will you?
Let your voice be heard.
But let it be a voice for humanity and not just your section of humanity… because right now we are ALL focused on this one thing…in unity to stop something that we won’t stop by using all these little posts and antics of poopularity…………. 🙂
Be mad. When we are mad, we stop being kind to others AND ourselves…
because that is how the emotion of hate – separation – division – works…
hate is an inside job that shows up on the outside…
If I were not white would you still be mad for me writing this?
LOVE WILL ALWAYS BE THE ANSWER.
Love is an inside job.
Where is our Wisdom as an entire people?
NOT A PASSIVE LOVE.
NOT A COMPLACENT LOVE.
BUT a Union in Love from Love with an origin from ABOVE Who may even live inside of you (even if you have turned to hate God or Higher Power or WHATEVER/WHOMEVER You call the one who gives you breath and blood) So, are we fighting amongst our own brothers and sisters? WHEN REALLY we are all really one color…. ?? Something to think about as we walk this same earth.
Interesting to think we have the same Father … we were all birthed…
You have thoughts? I would love to hear some response from love not hate. So, if you don’t know me, you won’t hear compassion, you won’t see the tears, you won’t care about my heart that cares…
Motivated Monday – I was quarantined with a mysterious fever and deep cough. My husband took me to Urgent Care where it was clear I was not in my right mind. Delirious it seemed. Quickly, the medical staff assessed my situation and gave me a breathing treatment. A long one. At first, I thought what is the purpose of this? I can breathe fine. Then, it was clear I wasn’t breathing fine. Pure oxygen was needed to bring me back into my right mind. My right mind.
My right mind.
What is that exactly?
What is my right mind?
When I left the Urgent Care facility, I was not feeling better physically, but my thoughts were clearer. My right mind came back through pure oxygen. Then, the oxygen moved through my body supplying much needed nutrients to my cells so that my body could fight the sickness.
And this is my thought process. My right mind is when I am in UNION with CHRIST WHO IS PURE OXYGEN. What is it to breathe pure oxygen? I think it is focusing on only Him Who in turn leads me into His will. Breathing pure oxygen is the only answer. Breathing Him in and breathing only Him out so that HE is all that is within me. I find this union when I lay aside all that lays on me to distract, to detour, to destroy me. The problem is that the clothes of distraction fit so well and the road to detour looks so fetching and the idea of destruction seems like such a term of grandeur for the likes of me.
So, there I was under a heavy blanket of yuck searching Him out for answers and solutions as to why I got sick and how to avoid it in the future.
But, HE brought it all back to HIMSELF and pure oxygen. And then, I brought it back to where I have allowed mixture to muddle up the purity of His oxygen and His calling in me.
What if the calling is so clear, so concise, so obvious and so narrow that you just cannot see it? Those were my thoughts as I peeled off another layer of distraction, detour and destruction.
Braver Saturday – Do less with more focus. Do what you must while on the way to where He is taking you. Sometimes you spend a long season cleaning up the messes from past decisions. That’s okay. It’s part of the journey, Jesus is with you. That’s the whole Purpose – that He is with us…as you faithfully take care of issues that just cannot be ignored anymore – those things that niggle at your mind like a simmering pot on the stove – whether legal, mental, emotional, spiritual, physical or financial …over time…as you handle X y z you eventually get to that place of strength and humble beginnings…where you can focus on less and accomplish more. Do less with more. So, don’t be afraid to finish what you started. Look, there really are seasons where you can’t walk away from your past because it’s facing you each morning to remind you to follow up and follow through on what was begun…keep chipping away and trust Him each step of the way. Stay filled up with His presence and His courage as He walks with you….and He will direct you – focusing one day at a time ..it WILL GET YOU THROUGH the darkness and you WILL SEE less problems and more solutions. Don’t give up!! Don’t turn back!!! It’s gonna be okay. Eventually, you will move out of what you do and it will move you from all you know into who you have become and that’s when you see it….those obstacles and those fearful decisions were all part of shaping and molding you into the courageous person you have become… Do less with more focus and over the process of time, you leave what you know to step into who you have become. #blogger #faith #church #kingdom #anxiety #anxietyquotes #mentalhealth #fitnesss #gym #life #bebraver
Fearless Friday – Seriously. Really. Well, I’ve heard this phrase from anywhere when someone hears that someone gave their kid some strong medicine. Was thinking about how…I NEVER turns into whatEVER I need to do….
if that medicine will help your child or adult walk? Talk? Live longer?? Give them back clarity of mind?
If that medicine will help YOU get out of that wheelchair…go to the bathroom on your own..
It is AMAZING what we WILL do…….in order to give dignity back…and to give life back.
Just want to encourage you to remember that sometimes….it is FEARLESS to take medicine..and the strongest step of faith you can take…….don’t condemn just because they chose a different road than you chose….who knows what you and they might meet in the middle sometime on the same brave road??