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We are all really good at messing things up. We are all really good at making mistakes and hurting people. We are all good at stockpiling bitterness. We are all good at seeing the worst in people as a means of justification when things go badly.
George Floyd’s murder has caused an awakening across the country. It has caused those of sound mind and loving hearts to look at themselves and examine where they are in this conversation. There’s a difference between being “not racist” and being “anti-racist.”
I am anti-racist. I do not care which ethnicity is being targeted. I am not for it. I will not sit and listen to “jokes.” I will not tolerate slurs or stereotypical comments. I am not here for it. I am anti-racist.
That is consistent with the Bible. If you can look at the whole or heart of scripture that is all pointing to Jesus and not see His love for ALL of His creation, you do not know or love the Jesus I do.
He redeems. He transforms. He saves.
At this point, people have done their best to throw out information on who George Floyd was in regards to criminal activity. It is as if his crimes or black in black crime negate who he was trying to become.
I have been who George Floyd was. I was angry and dead in my sin. I made choices that reflected that nature. I am no more deserving of the grace who changed my life than him or anyone else. We forget that when someone’s aim is to point to the place of our failures instead of the King who won a victory for us that we could never deserve.
One of the relationships that changed my life was the one that began my Junior year of high school. Amy became my best friend. Her presence and friendship saved me. Literally. The investment her family made on me changed the trajectory of my entire life.
The first steps toward being who I am today started that year. I will always be thankful for our relationship. The bond we have has not been changed by time or distance. I can still be me and be heard and loved when we talk about anything- the hardest things. She is my family. My sister. My sister in Christ.
She and I were discussing the conversation that some people are trying to pivot toward the mistakes or George Floyd’s past. This is what she said:
“I agree that people’s wrongs shouldn’t be forgotten, but everything [she says] in dismantling his character is the same tactic used when every person commits a crime. We only focus on those wrongs that they’ve committed. But when we only look at a person’s wrongs, we ignore the whole person. When we only look at a person’s good, we ignore the whole person.
This was actually a lesson I put together for my students two years ago because they were struggling to understand why we should care about Odysseus when the Odyssey was about all of the wrong things he did. So I told them about George Washington and Thomas Jefferson and MLK. And that, for the majority of those people that we hold up and support, we forget about their wrongs. Likewise, for those people that we hold up and vilify, we forget about their good. Being a criminal is not a reason for someone to be killed. [ ] son was arrested for marijuana possession; if he was black, it would have been very probable for him to die during that-even if he was complying. His death might not have been reported unless it was filmed. And if his family and friends rallied behind him and said he shouldn’t have been killed, other people would have broken down his character and said, ‘he was breaking the law.’”
We are so quick to let people’s mistakes define them all while not wanting people to focus on ours. It’s a fact that we can be so selective about who the gospel is for. It is a fact we can be so selective about who we decide the gospel is for.
My life and very person have been transformed since August 5, 2004. When I think about all of that and what I have become in the years since, I have nothing but gratitude for everyone who loved me through my worst.
If people did not love me passed who I was, none of that would have happened. I don’t know where I would be, but it would not be here.
I pray I never forget how far Jesus has carried me. I pray I never forget His heart for me and ALL people.