As much as I’ve wanted this space on Sundays to be one of discussion, one that’s thought provoking, one a little bit deeper, I’ve stayed away from politics. Politics are so personal, and we’ve become so divisive that I had no desire to start an argument. Then this week happened. Loves, what a week. Like you, I’m sad, scared, overwhelmed and upset. I don’t know that I have big answers. But this is what I do know- America is a great country, and we need to come together, have some difficult conversations, and find a way to show our love for each other.
I am aware that by the nature of my coloring I am afforded the benefit of the doubt in many cases. I’m sure there’s privilege that comes through no doing of my own that I’m not aware of; I think I have a responsibility to stand up for the people who aren’t afforded that benefit. Much of the national conversation is a paradox. #AllLivesMatter. Yes, they do. Everyone needs to be treated with respect and kindness. #BlackLivesMatter. Yes, and by recognizing that we aren’t saying other lives aren’t important. The conversation is “black lives aren’t treated this way”. Their house is on fire and we need to help them out it out. #BlueLivesMatter. The majority of law enforcement personel are outstanding. They keep us safe, deserve our thanks, should be treated with respect. Their House is starting to burn and they need help. Violence is never the answer. I truly believe all these things are true at the same time. And yes, that means we may have to have some hard conversations. We need to really listen to what the other person is saying. And help put out fires.
I’ve also stayed away from religion here. No matter what your beliefs, one of the most radical things about Jesus was how he loved people. Not the “good” ones, and not in passing. He radically loved people- hugged them, touched them, washed their feet, got down in the dirt with them. I believe that’s what we’re called to do- radically love each other. Right now that means standing by our black neighbors, loving them, having their backs. It means loving our policemen, standing by them and having their backs. We can do both. Love is the only force strong enough to beat hate. So let’s love each other.
My challenge this week, for all of us, is to show love to a stranger- by holding doors or making eye contact or asking how someone is (and really listening to the answer). Let’s love.
Wishing us a week of love and amazing shoes! XO RA
