Posts Tagged: "Black Lives Matter"

I stand in solidarity with the black community. I will march with you.

Thankful Notes (#291)

I’m not quoting anyone today.

And I’m not sharing stories about the kitchen or my dad or projects around the house.

This won’t be a long post and I will just get right to it.

As clearly and plainly as I can say:

I stand in solidarity with the black community. I will march with you.

I stand against racism both individual and systemic (which was built-in from the beginning).

I stand against social injustice.

Black Lives Matter. No addendums needed. No asterisks. No buts. No alsos.

Black Lives Matter.

I’m saying this because I believe it, because I’ve said it before, and because it needs to be said again. And again. And again. I’m saying this because it is so deeply tied to my faith. Because our Shepherd will leave the 99 to go rescue the 1 who is at great risk.

I’m saying this because a friend who I love and care very much about, who is black, confronted me in love today… asking me why I am being quiet and subtle, reminding me that people are watching and listening, calling me to use my voice and platform.

The conversation hurt because they know me too well and they were right.

I was being too quiet.

And I knew my reasons were just excuses, “I’ve marched and preached and blogged and said this stuff for years – maybe someone else’s voice needs to be heard, maybe I can amplify theirs,” and “I’ve been pretty clear on Twitter and Instagram but I hate Facebook and all the crazytown that goes with it – I don’t want to end up amplifying those voices in the comments.”

I cried during our conversation. I apologized. Most importantly, I listened… actually listened without letting defensiveness crash in.

So, that leads me to being thankful. I’m thankful for real friends who don’t let you walk around with your zipper down or cilantro on your tooth or your quiet carefulness get in the way of what needs to be said.

I got pastored today. And I’m so very glad they didn’t hold back.

To my friends of color, I’m sorry for not saying enough. I’m listening and learning… I know I can do that. I am with you and for you and I will continue to be.

Amen.

 

Stammering Awkwardly and Boldly on Race and Violence (Holy Spirit, Help!)

The following are my notes from Sunday’s message – which included receiving communion together (with instructions to sit, holding the bread and cup, quiet and still before God—bringing our anger, hurt, sorrow, and fear into God’s presence, asking God to soften our hearts).

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At the heart of the gospel is a table where men and women, young and old, rich and poor, native and foreigner, black and white… share a meal together.

Together as equals… sons and daughters of the King. Family. Kin.

In all our beautiful diversity. Every nation, tongue, tribe. Celebrating together. Sharing and laughing and crying together.

This is what Jesus did and what Jesus is still doing today: bringing people together.

This is a better and more beautiful way—the way of our Savior.

Last Sunday, in my message “When Doves Cry,” I said:

“All that trends toward death and destruction grieves the Holy Spirit.”

And, “All that leans toward life, all that contributes to the flourishing of life, all that brings and blesses life… the Spirit sings over this.”

I had a repeated line in the sermon… ” And God cried.”

I went through a brief history of events in our world that brought death and destruction, giving a date and brief statement of the violent, tragic event—each time ending with the statement, “And God cried.”

This week I needed to add a few more… Read More

We Gotta Pay Attention

It’s hard to pay attention to something (or someone) you’re not close to. Closeness invites attention.

God is the creator of all human beings, with all their differences, their colors, their races, their religions. Be attentive: Every time you draw nearer to your neighbor, you draw nearer to God. Be attentive: Every time you go farther from your neighbor, you go farther from God.

—Saint Dorotheos of Gaza

Wow.

This is particularly convicting in our day because we have become so damn gifted at villainizing the other side. Whether it’s the other political party, the other faith, the other quarterback, the other skin color, the other sexual orientation, the other…

It’s as if we’ve become so hyped-up on detailing all the reasons why the other is our enemy that we completely forgot Jesus’ command to love our enemies. And neighbors. And brothers. Everyone, really. The command is to love.

“Our life is love, and peace, and tenderness;

and bearing with one another, and forgiving one another, and not laying accusations one against another;

but praying one for another, and helping one another up with a tender hand.” —Isaac Pennington

We gotta pay attention.

Tom Berlin said, “Being church means moving from the fortified position of… Read More

Killer Mike Shines The Spotlight On This Police Officer…

Last year, I uttered the words #BlackLivesMatter in church and what came next took me by surprise… I wrote about it here and here.

Part of the push-back had to do with police officers…  an assumption was being made somehow that if black lives matter, police don’t.

For some reason, if bad policing was called out or critiqued, folks assumed what’s being said is that police are evil. This logic just doesn’t add up though. If someone takes a stand against an abusive father, it doesn’t mean they are against fathering. They’re merely against abusive fathering.

I’m certainly not against policing ( I will admit there have been a few times while getting a ticket that I considered being against policing, but I’m over it now). I have friends who are police officers and can honestly say that I am thankful for their work and service.

And while I am not against police officers, I am against 12 year old boys like Tamir Rice being gunned down by a police officers. This is not acceptable. Never. Ever.

But this post today is not about bad policing. Actually, it’s quite the… Read More