Another heartbreaking death of a black man at the hands of the police. Yes, heartbreaking but this has been going on for far too long. This didn’t start happening just a decade ago…the difference today is we are capturing the brutality, the inhumane treatment on video.
Why has it taken video for us to acknowledge the plight of our black brothers and sisters as a nation?
I’m no wordsmith about this situation but Billy Graham prophetically wrote about this in his book, World Aflame:
“In Christ, the middle wall of partition has been broken down. There is no Jew, no Gentile—no black, white, yellow, or red. We could be one great brotherhood in Jesus Christ. However, until we come to recognize Him as the Prince of Peace and receive His love in our hearts, the racial tensions will increase, racial demands will become more militant, and a great deal of blood will be shed. The race problem could become another flame out of control!”
The picture I’ve posted at the top of this blog was created by the Artist Andrew Dat Tran. It has gripped my heart, it has haunted me, it has infuriated me this is still happening to the black culture.
I’m grateful to have called my Black Corporate Mentor, my Second Mother. She introduces me as her daughter, which really confused people 20 years ago. Love her so much!
I’m grateful for the relationship I formed with a Black Publix Cashier, Marquaise who now calls me Mama Bear and he’s my Baby Bear. Because his Dad is not around, Russ has filled a fatherly role, according to Marquaise.
I have grown up going to school with black kids, my best friend in college was black but it wasn’t until she taught me to look through her lens that I began to see the difference.
One weekend I told her about a college party I wanted us to attend. Her reply was we always go to “your” parties. I was offended because I saw them as “our” parties. That was until she took me to one of “her” parties. Her party was predominantly black and it was the best experience seeing and feeling how she must feel in my white world.
This one simple party in college shifted my sensitivity to see things through a different lens. To learn and understand the differences in how black people experience life. I wanted to believe we are all treated the same but unfortunately, we are not…not yet. I do believe we can do better, much better…and it can’t be just rhetoric, we need to demonstrate change through our actions as MLK suggests!
This weekend we are meeting with some new friends who happen to be black. I can’t wait to get to know them and look forward to learning from them.
What can you do to eliminate the lines of inequality?
P.S. I was also moved by our Mayor Bottoms and a post below that I shared on facebook:
I have the privilege as a white person because I can do all of these things without thinking twice about it and without being killed:
I can go jogging (#AmaudArbery).
I can relax in the comfort of my own home (#BothamJean and #AtatianaJefferson).
I can ask for help after being in a car crash (#JonathanFerrell and #RenishaMcBride).
I can have a cellphone (#StephonClark).
I can leave a party to get to safety (#JordanEdwards).
I can play loud music (#JordanDavis).
I can sell CD’s (#AltonSterling).
I can sleep (#AiyanaJones)
I can walk from the corner store (#MikeBrown).
I can play cops and robbers (#TamirRice).
I can go to church (#Charleston9).
I can walk home with Skittles (#TrayvonMartin).
I can hold a hair brush while leaving my own bachelor party (#SeanBell).
I can party on New Years (#OscarGrant).
I can get a normal traffic ticket (#SandraBland).
I can lawfully carry a weapon (#PhilandoCastile).
I can break down on a public road with car problems (#CoreyJones).
I can shop at Walmart (#JohnCrawford) .
I can have a disabled vehicle (#TerrenceCrutcher).
I can read a book in my own car (#KeithScott).
I can be a 10yr old walking with our grandfather (#CliffordGlover).
I can decorate for a party (#ClaudeReese).
I can ask a cop a question (#RandyEvans).
I can cash a check in peace (#YvonneSmallwood).
I can take out my wallet (#AmadouDiallo).
I can run (#WalterScott).
I can breathe (#EricGarner#georgefloyd).
I can live (#FreddieGray).
I can ask someone to put a leash on their dog when it is required in the public park we are in (#ChristianCooper).
I CAN BE ARRESTED WITHOUT THE FEAR OF BEING MURDERED. (#GeorgeFloyd)
White privilege is real. Take a minute to consider a black person’s experience today