I haven’t wanted to say much the past month or so or even share my opinions. After the incident in Dallas I feel the need to share. I am very saddened by the recent events involving the death of an innocent man because of the color of his skin. I am also saddened by the events that happened in Dallas. This past month or so has certainly been filled with so much sadness. As I reflect on the latest events, I can’t help but be reminded of the innocent lives lost in Orlando only a few weeks ago. These are reminders of how much hate still lives in America.
I watched the video on Facebook of that young man shot by a police officer. His girlfriend was praying saying “God…Please don’t let my boyfriend die” over and over again. It broke my heart to hear her. I couldn’t help but cry. I can’t even imagine the fear she was experiencing. I believe she was praying to the same God I pray to…..And I’m Catholic by the way. My God isn’t black and he isn’t white. My God shines so bright I can’t see the color of his skin. All I see is a beautiful light that radiates peace and love. It’s amazing to me how we Americans still judge others based on the color of their skin or their choice in partners. We are all guilty of doing this. Who in the heck are we to judge. If you ask me, I have so many problems in my life that judging others isn’t an additional task I’d like to take on. I’ll leave the “judging” part to the “Big Guy” in heaven.
People from all over the world come to America. They come here to escape communism, brutality, poverty. They see America as the American Dream. I wonder what they think when they get here and they have to hide out in their room because they don’t fit the American mold. They have to worry about going out in public and be fearful they may get shot or shunned by those who think their shit doesn’t stink. I wonder if they feel like the “American Dream” is actually a nightmare. We have all these politicians professing their promises to change america. Donald Trump, our newest candidate, is going to make America great. Really Donald? Building a wall dividing the United States and Mexico is not the answer. In my opinion, it only opens the door to more bigotry.
I have friends who are black. I have friends who are Latino’s, Asians, Brazilians, Italians, Irish and I even have friends who are gay. When I look at them I don’t see the color of their skin or their choice in partners. What I see are beautiful people who are beautiful inside and out and make me proud to call them my friends!! They are my BFF’s. Best Friends Forever. I’m a Latin Catholic woman. I’m also a recovered alcoholic, a recovered Anorexic/Bulemic, I’ve survived cancer, abusive relationships, I’m a little rough around the edges, some might call me ghetto but I like who I am. I am unique. When God created me he threw away the mold. We are all unique. That’s what makes us all special. Robert Palmer used to sing a song called “Every Kind of People”. It’s an awesome song. The lyrics are “It takes every kind of people to make the world go round”. I think those lyrics are spot on.
When I was growing up there used to be a famous woman named Dinah Shore. She was a very popular singer and TV host. I will never forget Dinah and her husband had a baby. The baby was born black. The ironic part is neither Dinah nor her husband were black. They were white. Dinah’s husband accused her of cheating. An accusation she vehemently denied. What a fiasco that was. It was later discovered through genetic testing that Dinah had “black” blood lines running through her veins. I have always loved this story and this is why. Be careful who you judge….You never know where you came from. If you don’t believe me, feel free to google it. Now I’d like to clarify, referring to African Americans as black is not politically correct. I know that. But based on the recent events, let’s cut to the chase. We still judge African Americans because we still view them as “black”. Just like we judge mexicans, gay people, asians, whites……the list goes on. It’s just wrong. Black or white, these are people just like you and me.
I heard a song this morning. It’s an old song by the group called England Dan and John Ford Coley. For those of you who are my age (25 x 2) you may recall the song. It’s called “Love is the Answer”. We are looking for a way to end all of this violence. At the end of the day the answer lies within ourselves to have the ability to love one another. Regardless of race, color etc. Love is the answer my friends. Love is what will set us all free. Someday we all must die. That’s when we will face the true judge for our behavior while living. I don’t know about you but I have many things I will have to answer to but I can tell you it won’t be because I spent my life judging others based on the color of their skin. You see, God loves us all. He may not agree with the way we choose to live our life but I can tell you he doesn’t love us based on the color of our skin. He loves us unconditionally. Why wouldn’t he? He created us all. That means he created the color of our skin too. Of course, this is my opinion. I live in America! I am free to have my own opinion just like you’re free to have your own. I will leave you with this to reflect upon. Jesus was born in Nazareth. It’s my guess he didn’t have fair skin, blonde hair or blue eyes. As a Christian, would you judge Jesus by the color of his skin? Ponder that.