While the dialogue continues, keep your humanity. Anger can be used for good or bad; victory or defeat. Use it for change or destruction, the choice is yours. Do you remember Emmet Till? His tragic death became a catalyst for the civil rights movement.
Continue the dialogue but, let’s offer solutions, not generate discord.
Continue the dialogue, but instead of causing further separation, let’s come together and map out a plan. Separation is what brought us to this point.
Continue the dialogue, but remember that there are good and bad people in every race, and at times like this, it’s important to remember the good folks. Judging, condemnation, and stereotyping do not aid, they only hinder the cause. I realized that as I sat last night reading posts and watching the news.
While the dialogue continues, I will start with me and follow Mahatma Gandhi’s advice to be the change that I want to see in the world. Who is willing to join me?
Justice was denied today. As much as I want to question why, I have to trust that wrong cannot kill right and that truth will prevail. Sometimes a great change is born out of tragedy, and if ever there was a time where it is needed, it would be now. RIP Trayvon and to all the ones like you whose story was never told. Your life matters.
Today, as I rode the train home from work, I saw something so surprisingly beautiful that it knocked me for a loop. Amidst a grove of overgrown trees and bushes, I saw beauty at its most untamed in the form of beautiful orange wild flowers. They looked so out-of-place amid all that wild foliage. It’s almost as if God said, “I’m going to place beauty in the most unlikeliest place, I wonder if they’ll notice?” I can’t tell you how many times I have rode past that area and didn’t give it a second thought, but today, I noticed, and it made me appreciate the splendor and majesty of the Creator. Beauty is all around us and can often be found in the unlikeliest places, all we have to do is look for it.
Addiction does not just affect the addict, but those around them. Those who love an addict sometimes suffer more than the addict and is often the one left with picking up the pieces. And I’m not just talking about a drug addicts either. They are many types of addictions, and they all take control of you in one form or another and affects those closet to you. There is a person I care about who is an alcoholic and has been for as long as I have known her. She has a good heart but she can be quite vicious when drunk. Not physically but emotionally. Her words cut deeper than any double-edged sword and can rip you to shreds with criticism and a sharp tongue. Her family worries about her constantly, but she seems oblivious to that. She ignores their pleas to get help, and instead tells them, “Take care of yourself” or ” Mind your own business not mine!” Part of it, I guess, is that she is trying to hold on to her independence. But the older she gets the worse she gets and it has affected her children in ways that she or they can’t even imagine. It is always worse for the children because they carry the scars that sometimes never heals and they sometimes inflict new wounds onto to their own children. Addiction is far-reaching and is a selfish act, because ultimately the addict is only concerned with self-gratification; getting that next fix of ___________, and the world be damned! So, the next time, say a prayer not only for the addict but for the other victims, the ones that love them.
Your pain is my pain. Your sorrow is my sorrow. What affects you, also affects me.