What kind of nation will we be?

I drove through my city today with American flags at half mast.  And in my neighborhood yellow and blue ribbons adorn trees reminding all of us of the small life we lost too soon and reminding us of the men and women who protect us everyday.

So, last night in Dallas, in a city and in a neighborhood still grieving, we gathered.  These women.  And we prayed.  We cried and we prayed.  We let the words that we are no longer a slave to fear wash over us. We stepped toward each other.

Now I sit with these words said after the  death of one of the bravest men to walk this planet and am overwhelmed by how apropos they are today.

Robert Kennedy gave the greatest speech of his life announcing the death of Martin Luther King, Jr. on the back of a flat bed truck. April 4th, 1968.

“I have some very sad news for all of you, and, I think, sad news for all of our fellow citizens, and people who love peace all over the world; and that is that Martin Luther King was shot and was killed tonight in Memphis, Tennessee.

Martin Luther King dedicated his life to love and to justice between fellow human beings. He died in the cause of that effort. In this difficult day, in this difficult time for the United States, it’s perhaps well to ask what kind of a nation we are and what direction we want to move in. For those of you who are black — considering the evidence evidently is that there were white people who were responsible — you can be filled with bitterness, and with hatred, and a desire for revenge.

We can move in that direction as a country, in greater polarization — black people amongst blacks, and white amongst whites, filled with hatred toward one another. Or we can make an effort, as Martin Luther King did, to understand, and to comprehend, and replace that violence, that stain of bloodshed that has spread across our land, with an effort to understand, compassion, and love.

For those of you who are black and are tempted to fill with — be filled with hatred and mistrust of the injustice of such an act, against all white people, I would only say that I can also feel in my own heart the same kind of feeling. I had a member of my family killed, but he was killed by a white man.

But we have to make an effort in the United States. We have to make an effort to understand, to get beyond, or go beyond these rather difficult times.

My favorite poem, my — my favorite poet was Aeschylus. And he once wrote:

Even in our sleep, pain which cannot forget
falls drop by drop upon the heart,
until, in our own despair,
against our will,
comes wisdom
through the awful grace of God.

What we need in the United States is not division; what we need in the United States is not hatred; what we need in the United States is not violence and lawlessness, but is love, and wisdom, and compassion toward one another, and a feeling of justice toward those who still suffer within our country, whether they be white or whether they be black.

So I ask you tonight to return home, to say a prayer for the family of Martin Luther King — yeah, it’s true — but more importantly to say a prayer for our own country, which all of us love — a prayer for understanding and that compassion of which I spoke.

We can do well in this country. We will have difficult times. We’ve had difficult times in the past, but we — and we will have difficult times in the future. It is not the end of violence; it is not the end of lawlessness; and it’s not the end of disorder.

But the vast majority of white people and the vast majority of black people in this country want to live together, want to improve the quality of our life, and want justice for all human beings that abide in our land.

And let’s dedicate ourselves to what the Greeks wrote so many years ago: to tame the savageness of man and make gentle the life of this world. Let us dedicate ourselves to that, and say a prayer for our country and for our people. ” (emphasis added) 

That’s the choice.  What will we choose?  What kind of nation will we be?

I am going to stand. I wish in 2016 there wasn’t fear in saying I am going to stand with my brothers and sisters who are a different color than me.  I choose love and compassion.  I choose justice for all. I am going to get out of my comfort zone and reach out. I want to keep taking the next step, and love others well.

Will you join me?  We will have to stand together.

Just Say Something

I watched Amiyrah Martin‘s video message yesterday and I cried.  Her words rang in my ear.  “We are dying out here.  Just say something.”

It’s not okay.  What’s happening in our country today is not okay.

Innocent men and women are losing their lives.  I hear mothers of toddlers fearful of what life will look like for their child in this country.  I hear mothers who are afraid for their sons-afraid for their sons who look taller, bigger, older than their age.  What if they don’t know you are only eleven?  I hear mothers who live in fear of their son’s walk, his voice or a gesture being mistaken as a threat.  What if they don’t hear how well-spoken you are? What if they don’t see the kindness on your face?  What if they don’t even give you a chance?  #blacklivesmatter

You guys, these are mothers with young, beautiful children who should not be weeping over the future of their children and yet they are, in this country.  In the home of the free and the brave. White privilege is a real thing and I sadly had not thought much about it until about 18 months ago.  Now, I can’t stop seeing it and grieving over it.

Let me just say, it’s been a beautiful first step to join with my sisters as we take steps to build a bridge.  I was so nervous before the first meeting, but you know one of the best places to connect is through the hardest bits of our lives-the pain, the things that make us vulnerable.

Take a first step towards someone who has skin of a different color. Invite them into your home.  You may be amazed.