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…
Tenacious Tuesday – Upward Call – we each have one…not striving to do something but a decision to be in relationship with Someone. You can go to church and not be in relationship with Jesus. Religion is not the same as relationship.
Listen – you can identify yourself as a Hindu, Buddhist, Mormon, Muslim, Jehovah’s Witness or even a Christian. You can go to the temple, personal floor mat, fellowship hall or church. You can engage in religious activities that you are comfortable doing. But if your religious actions define you then more than likely you are a very lonely person.
But when you see Jesus is the Way to the Father…and that Jesus is the Truth sent by the Father and that Jesus is the Life sent by the Father …then you have discovered the more excellent way. You have made contact with The One Who chose you- not just some religious work. You have stepped into Who gave you relationship with the Father.
Born again. Born from heaven. It’s not religion. It’s your destiny. Supernatural access. Guilt free. Wisdom. Purpose. Life.
Tenacious Tuesday – one of my deepest pursuits has not been happiness. Instead it has been trust. My whole life. It’s been trusting not just God but me. Once I committed myself into His care, I found Him faithful and trustworthy. However, it’s not tested until you trust Him to live through you. Making the transition from the God in the Bible to Christ in me actually being the hope of glory??? Now THATS been difficult….hence the new direction I’m soon to take as I move into the real me – the brave new me…if you decide to come along then…
We will discover Him inside of us – his bravery – and we will learn how to lean into Holy Spirit in a more consistent manner. I hope you will join me and as I move forward…I invite you to step forward with me. Did you know that the word hope means expectancy and boldness and confidence? Christ in you! So, let me introduce you to The Brave New You.
It is a decision to get back on the road – it’s not easy. But that doesn’t mean you are not capable. Today make it a decision – to get on the road again. Be fearless my friend. Have no regrets. See you on the road. Again. Love, d
The strength with you is enough to finish what you started. So get moving. Again. Put the new shoes on. Again. Do it. Again. Rule yourself. Again. Govern your atmosphere. Again. Overcome. Again. Let diligence and dedication be your strategy. One day it will all make sense. Until then – do it again.
You can sit in the lobby of waiting or be obedient and go through the door of what’s next which takes you to the unknown. As long as He is with us, then we WILL reach our destination while on the way to fulfilling our destiny. So, get out of your chair and come with me on a journey in the light of what’s next.
What a day! What a season! What on earth is happening! It is an interesting season to say the least. Look to the left and you have change and challenge and chaos and look to the right and you find the same – change, challenge and chaos. How do you respond in a season of such strong dynamics? We still must move forward right? So, we probably need some strategy to do it….check this out and see if it encourages you to go from the old into the new.
Pray with me –.Help me move with maturity and grace into the new from the old. I need bravery to go onward.
Send this to friends who would relate to Moving from the OLD into the NEW.
I encourage today to take a long look at your today and your priorities. Spend time with God – I mean – really – spend some time with Him. Let Him love you. Then, instead of going about your normal routine of ignoring and avoiding eye contact with those who love you and want to spend time with you – call them on the phone and set up a time to actually visit.
#BEBRAVER and don’t cancel either. Re-prioritize your living life and remember that memories are made day by day – not just on holidays when you find that one day a year to honor or pay that obligatory visit to the nursing home or to your aging family member’s home. Life is short. One day you might be the one who wished you had a family member visit you. One day it could be you who sits alone in need of someone to help you up or clean you up or hold your hand or just listen to you tell wild and crazy stories that make zero sense….but you just need someone to talk to and so you make it up as you go along. Maybe you need to decide NOW to make lemonade out of lemons!
Bottom line? Don’t waste it griping and complaining when you can be loving and making memories. What we pour our lives into is frequently how we end up living our latter days…you pour into ignoring others and guess what? You pour into humiliating others? Guess what? You pour into living alone and maybe you ditch your family and then guess what? Is it always this way? There is mercy. So, let’s makes lemonade from our lemons and not take advantage and presume I we can do whatever I we want today…because tomorrow is still coming one day. Let’s #BEBRAVER and let’s make a plan and follow through and see if we don’t make some delicious lemonade from the lemons we have in our possession.
It may take some time. Don’t be condemned. Rome was not built in a day. Relationships take time. BUT the truth is that sometimes we don’t have time anymore so let’s take some steps forward….with lemons in hand.
Until next time!!
Today is a different kind of encouragement and it fits whether you are young or old or in between. You can be single, married, divorced, widowed or single with kids. Honestly, I believe it is pertinent to you and your life regardless of age. I encourage you to read this today. Maybe you at times feel you will either yell or cry or drink a shot of whiskey.
What do you do when your life is out of your hands? You seem to be a victim of circumstance? You wonder if anyone hears you crying inside. But the truth is no one knows you’re alive.
These are my thoughts today. I just finished wiping up poop from the floor, carpet and wall. Wow. Really? Yes – really. Actually, I almost called this Poop on the Floor but decided that was a great title for another time. It did not disturb me or cause me to think poorly of the person whose bowels released in my home. I can clean up the poop. Instead, it has caused me to get quiet and consider life and how we respond to people (not circumstances). My precious friend is staying with us for a season and we eat a tad different than she is accustomed and so that being said, a vegetables only diet moves through her body pretty fast. My choices are to yell, cry or drink a shot of whiskey.
I decided to do none of the above – instead, I chose to write. She was humiliated already so there was no need for me to point out that there was poop on the floor. I chose not to yell. I mean really? What would that accomplish other than make her feel squashed like a bug. She had not even had time to tell me. She slipped into the bathroom to clean her body and I found the debris hiding on the hallway floor. Obviously it was there and her cleaning it was not an option as I did not want to have to pick HER up from the floor if she lost her balance which would have totally made me cry. She kept saying that she could clean it up and all I could say was that its okay and I did not mind in the slightest bit. I mean, what if it were me who had loose bowels? How would I want to be treated? Granted, if this happened daily, it would probably test every fiber of the fruit of the spirit inside me and I would need to step away to find that peace. As a matter of fact….side note….the person she lives with has had every nerve in her being tested and it is a battle really because when you are a 24/7 caregiver – its a whole new ballgame of responsibility and need for rest. I have seen this care giver learn how to walk out life with kindness, love and loyalty. She knows how to love you even unto death and you just cannot say that about every person you know. Truth is that I’m more of a relief pitcher so my arm is not as tired in this area. Caring for someone all the time who cannot work, drive, cook, remember to eat or drink or what day it is…well…that’s a whole new level of pressure and pain. I have such incredible respect for the woman who loves the lady I’m looking after and know for certain she faces the same choices – to yell, cry or drink a shot of whiskey.
Shot of Whiskey
Love. Joy. Peace. Patience. Kindness. Goodness. Gentleness. Faithfulness. Self Control. Yes, these are the ways we are supposed to treat OURSELVES AND OTHERS. Don’t just be good to you and then shoot the finger at your neighbor just because their trash can ended up in your driveway. The wind could blow yours into their way next time. Truth is that what comes out of you and me already lives inside you and me. So, when it does come to the surface, look at it….why are you unkind to you? To others? Enough of the soul search. Back to my point and yes, I do have one. So, if you have stuck with me this far – some of you have already dropped off because you either think this is irrelevant to you or its too close to home so you want to avoid going there…but IF you are still with me, then I encourage you to consider all of this as if you were drinking a straight up shot of whiskey for a horrible cold or taking a shot that will save your life or….you get the picture. It may burn going down or hurt as it moves through the tissue but in the end it might just be good for you.
Pray With Me
God, I feel completely clueless. I see that life is precious and honestly, I’m unsure how to walk it out day by day. I can barely take care of me much less someone else. Help me know how to be kind to those around me and kind to me. Help me make room to love with touch and words and not just washing dishes or picking up the trash. I love you. Help me be love for those around me. Help me run this race so that when the day is over You say well done.
I love you – it is time to #BEBRAVER. Get a new attitude. Your life does not belong to you. You gave it up when you said I do to Him. Have some mercy. Mercy toward you and mercy toward others. Stop controlling all your circumstances and just love where you are and find out just how amazing God is to give peace.
Send this to friends who need encouragement to love their family while it is still called today.