What I’ve learned from COVID quarantine and George Floyd is quite simple.
I want to accept the ones the world does not accept. I want to be a voice to the ones the world does not speak to. I want to be an embrace to the ones the world will not touch. I want to listen to the ones the world cannot hear. I want to see those the world looks past.
The world does not determine the value of a person. There were never lines drawn, or lots cast to say that you belong on this side and you belong on that side. The world did that. The “Them and Us” mentality has brought us to this place.
Race. Religion. Lifestyles. Disease. Class. Them. Us.
As it spirals in chaos, confusion, hate, division, and desperation trying its best to eliminate hope or change by casting darkness and shadows that blind humanity, the world has forgotten something vital. There is light. There is hope. There is love. And it needs them all now more than ever.
It takes more courage to love and embrace your enemy (or the person you perceive to be your enemy) than it does to take a stand against said enemy.
I read not too long ago that at Winston Churchill’s funeral, TAPS was played to honor his service to his country and to say the day is over. Immediately following, across the church a different bugler played Reveille, a signal that it is time to get up. A new day. A new beginning. Having been a Navy mom, and having lost my sailor, that was so profound to me. The day is over but a new one begins. It’s time for a new day. It’s time for a new beginning. It’s time for the light to shine so brightly that the darkness flees.
It. Is. Time.
We have it within us to be that light. We have it in us to say this incredibly long hellacious day is over and immediately welcome the new day.
We. You and me. Them and us.
The world is broken and in it are broken people of all races, religions and identities desperate for understanding, acceptance and love.
We. You and me. Them and us.
We have the opportunity to provide that. We can choose to not allow the world to dictate the value of a person for us, or we can determine that for ourselves.
We can stand in unity or we can fall in division. I choose unity. I choose love. I choose to see the world the way my Savior does, and so...
I want to accept the ones the world does not accept. I want to be a voice to the ones the world does not speak to. I want to be an embrace to the ones the world will not touch. I want to listen to the ones the world cannot hear. I want to see those the world looks past. And if the world doesn’t approve, all the better. That means I’m doing something right.
If you believe you’re less than anyone to your left or your right, remember this: The darkness that you are trying so desperately to see through is the enemy of your soul. He’s a thief and a liar and on my last nerve. You matter to the One that created you and while it may not feel like He cares, YOU are his beloved. He sees you through that darkness and He’s aching to come to your rescue. Just ask Him. If you don’t know how to do that, contact me.