I saw racism at work today and it was an ugly monster.
Racism will never go away until unchanged, hateful hearts hear the Truth.
There are not adequate words to describe what I’m feeling right now. It’s a weird mixture of anger, sadness, empathy, and……..resolve. I know resolve isn’t a feeling, but it found its place inside my heart in the midst of the emotions.
The young man came into my office and told me what happened. He had the saddest look on his face. The man was hurt, yes, yet he forgave the woman immediately.
Do you know what still had him sad?
His sense of overall hopelessness.
I can’t get his words out of my head:
I guess what hurts me the most is that this kind of thing happens and no one has my back. No one’s going to do anything.
Here’s some questions for us to consider:
What if a mentality of hopelessness is behind all of the tension–racial and otherwise–around the world?
What if our own hopeless utterances of “things just are the way they are” is keeping us from doing the right thing?
This is not me negating the importance of personal responsibility or excusing bad behavior. This is me wrestling with my own negligence while a hurting world is simply running around in the dark looking for hope.
I was convicted today because I saw a young man who was told his skin color made him less than–and he really believed it.
He was just as hopeless as the perpetrator of the offense.
Pray for him.
Pray for the perpetrator.
Pray for me.
I’m going to share the gospel with my new friend. The only thing that drives out hate and hopelessness is a Love beyond words.