Murder and homicide occur so frequently in Baton Rouge, that people are unaffected by the news of yet another death. Baton Rouge and New Orleans, Louisiana are sister cities to anxiety, depression, murder, and corruption. You will hear that someone got killed.
We love our tourism industry. Yes, visit the French Quarter. Sure, go down Bourbon Street. Visit the River Center and the Superdome. Go catch an LSU game in Death Valley. Chow down on that seafood. If only the image were closer to our reality. I love my city. I love my state. We have lots of wonderful museums, art houses, plantation homes, casinos, riverboats, etc. However, how people die in Baton Rouge is so predictable.
They could’ve been driving on the interstate. The roads here are so bad that having a beat-up vehicle is considered middle-class. Maybe, they were walking to the store and some drunk driver plowed them over. How about the most likely option? They got involved in a domestic dispute or sold drugs and got caught. Maybe, they were just in a weird area and got pulled over by the cops because they “looked” suspicious. The point is: If black people are not killing each other, they are killing themselves. They also get themselves killed.
John 10 says:
I am the door: by me if any man enter in, he shall be saved, and shall go in and out, and find pasture.
10 The thief cometh not, but for to steal, and to kill, and to destroy: I am come that they might have life, and that they might have it more abundantly.
11 I am the good shepherd: the good shepherd giveth his life for the sheep.
People forget that the thief doesn’t need a gun. The thief is spiritual. The thief uses people to destroy people, places, and things… that Jesus might use to give his children “abundant life”
The nation is facing a tough road ahead. People are outraged because more than a dozen people of color have been murdered — by police officers— without any retribution or consequence. The thief stole the lives of those people.
The effort to get our Congress face problems with gun legislation is not working. Our president encounters slander and disrespect for his background often. Every success he does make is wrapped in some bizarre judgment that supposedly deems him “un-American.”
The thief is causing us to fight more than we cooperate.
Most absurdly, eleven Dallas area police officers were injured during a protest by Black Lives Matter, an advocacy group for social justice. I’m beginning to the think that those dead police officers were not accidentally killed. I wonder for the future of my country because their death are a sobering reminder that life is not promised to anyone. I think about the kingdom of God being oppressed by such violent acts.
” The just shall live by their faith.” I have faith in our country, but we have work to do.
The thief wants us to destroy each other and our government. He wants manipulation, deceit, and chaos take us away from our mission.
Do not forget your humanity. Labels are empowering, but an overabundance of labels inflates the power we actually have.
I could be an HBCU student, nephew, friend, co-worker, LGBT/ civil rights/ whatever rights activist, social worker, president, sports athlete… but if I miss the memo about my humanity, I forget what binds me to God and to others. The labels lose meaning if I forget that I am a person as everyone else. The spirit gives us SOUL, the spirit gives us life… the spirit understands that more violence will not end violence. My passion as a writer means nothing if I don’t use it to encourage others toward “abundant life”.
Evil exists to remind us to that we are to be guarded against anything that seeks to damage our life mission for abundance. It informs us to discipline our choices, motives, and values. It empowers our boundaries.
Love is boundless, honest, and the only message that’s left over after the violence has ceased. If you forget your humanity, you’ll always have a reason to perceive the world as US vs. THEM.
Many people alive today are so scatter-brained mentally and physically, that it is a source of fear to remind them that they are merely human beings who live by God’s mercy. Were it not for the people God placed ever so strategically into their lives… where might they have ended up?
REMEMBER your humanity… don’t forget your capacity to make mistakes.