This is not the post I wanted for my return. I had planned on writing an introduction to a new feature on my blog. However, this is far too important. If you’ve read my blog for any length of time, you know I cannot stay silent.
Charlottesville. Tragic. Horrific. But a surprise? No. Why? We know why. This has been festering for far too long. Racism is the cancer that eats away at our souls, and we have not been cured. Not yet. Not here in America. Not in most places in the world. We try to hide it, try to smile and pretend it’s not there. But, it’s killing us.
The saddest part of this is that there is a cure. There is a way for us to rid ourselves of this cancer.
Let me interject this with a story. It’s a familiar story to anyone who has read the bible or been in Sunday School as a child.
There once was a military general named Naaman. He was Syrian and an enemy of Israel, but that’s not the point right now (there are so many good points to this story, that I could go on and on and on about it, but I’ll limit myself). The point is that he was sick. He had leprosy. After he was told the prophet Elisha could heal him, he went to him. Elisha told him to dip himself in the Jordan river 7 times, then he would be healed. Naaman went away, angry, because he thought Elisha was mocking him. How could something that simple cure him of this horrible disease killing him? Wise advisors convinced him to follow the advice, and he begrudgingly did. Here’s the thing: it worked. As simple as it sounded to him, it worked. (Read it in 2 Kings 5)
Now, back to my point. There is a simple solution that will cure us of the disease of racism, but only if we are willing to do exactly what is prescribed.
That’s it. Simple. So simple that we ignore it and we look for something more, something grander, something that will knock us off our feet and transform our thinking as a whole people.
But, truly, it is the answer.
The best part? Church? You have enough of this cure to go around.
But, you’ve been hogging it. You’ve been keeping it stored away, giving it out sparingly.
Keeping it from anyone and everyone you deem unworthy of it.
We all have, myself included.
Someone, somewhere along the way, told us that we should only give it out to certain people. People who look like us, believe like us, act like us.
And at no time do we give it to anyone that disagrees with us – especially if they are our “enemy”. Honestly, I think we see far too many people as an “enemy” when we really only have one – Satan. The people in this world, not our enemy. No matter what vileness they may spew, or action they take against us. Not our enemy.
So, yes, I play Tobymac’s song above. Because, it is that simple.
This country is dying. Has been for a long, long time. This world is dying. Has been for even longer.
It’s time we stop contributing to its death. Its time we stop propping up political agendas. It’s time we stop supporting politicians just because they tickle our ears with their promises when we know their actions go against everything we believe (or say we believe). Its time we stop whining about our “rights”. Its time we stop looking at everyone around us as an enemy.
It’s time we start to “Speak Life” and love. For the love of Jesus, wake up.
If we don’t, it will only get worse. The racists are getting bolder again, and the world is tired of being oppressed.
If we don’t act, they will – and violence will meet violence. It’s already happening, but we can stop it. We can and we must.
Come Church. It doesn’t have to be this way.
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