How many years can some people exist
Before they’re allowed to be free?
How many times can a man turn his head
And pretend that he just doesn’t see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind
The answer is blowin’ in the wind
I’ve been thinking a lot about the controversy surrounding US Monuments, particularly those representing the Confederacy. On one side there is a cry to remove them; on another side there is a cry to allow them to remain. Then, there’s the group, that may be found on either side that says, “It doesn’t matter whether the statues are removed or not, what’s in my heart is there to stay.”
It’s pretty outside today. The sun is shining bright and there’s very little heat (for now). The clouds resemble big scoops or mashed potatoes in a big blue bowl of sky. Birds are chirping almost symphonically while the wind gently whizzes through the trees. You would never believe the level of crises upon us.
Happy Juneteenth! What is Juneteenth? Juneteenth is a day African Americans celebrate the recognition of a Presidential declaration acknowledging our freedom. I say acknowledging because it is important to realize that African Americans were born free in the image of God but made to live as slaves by a cruel and vicious system in America. So we weren’t “set free” by Whites, it was just acknowledged that we were people God intended to experience the freedoms He intended.
I awoke this morning, stunned by the news of the tragic death of a Black American by a Minneapolis Police Officer. It was shocking to see the video of the man on the ground repeatedly crying “I Can’t Breathe.” Bystanders began to assemble in an attempt to intercede for the handcuffed man lying on the ground apparently in agony, but to no avail. The officer, with his knee firmly positioned on the neck of the man seems to give little regard to his plea.
I was never good at putting together puzzles. There were too many pieces that brought a load of confusion. Many of the pieces look the same in shape and color, so I tried to force pieces together that seemed to fit, but they really didn’t…and I knew they didn’t. I focused on the individual pieces, tried sorting according to colors, and instead of ending up with a finished product the only result was frustration.