As in the song "Lawyers In Love" we have a land, a nation with too many in high places willing to do anything for money neglecting people, honor and principle but a change is coming. No more falling for the lie of living only individualistic and independent lives leaving us divided and conquerable by powerful special interests but a people, a nation collaborating for the greater common good in various groups all across the nation. A land of people working together to help one another with a vision moreover as Jesus would have us be. Love, Mercy, Forgiveness, Kindness....something about another Land. The change is coming

Sunday, February 18, 2018

White Friend, It Doesn't Seem Like All Lives Matter To You

White friend, we need to talk.

Last year I joined millions of people in loudly declaring that Black Lives Matter.

You replied that All Lives Matter.
I tried to tell you that wasn’t really the point; that sometimes when groups of people are being systemically victimized and perpetually treated as less-than, that these lives need to be specifically affirmed by those with privilege, until their value is as much as a given as anyone else’s. Equality that excludes some—simply isn’t equality.

I tried to tell you that White lives and Blue lives have never not mattered, and so this reply was unnecessary, and given the grievous injustices people of color have historically faced in this country—coming from you it was particularly destructive, particularly painful. It was the adding of insult to terrible injury.

Eventually we reached an impasse in the disagreement, and though I was skeptical, I walked away holding out the faintest of hopes that you really did believe that; that equality was the desire of your heart, that every person did have the same inherent worth in your eyes—that all people really did matter to you.

Then we had an election.

And ever since then, I’ve been watching you.

I’ve seen you applauding the building of a wall to exclude our Mexican neighbors, and the dispatching of law enforcement teams to immediately expel undocumented residents—their families be damned.

I’ve witnessed your elation as refugees were turned away at airports, knowing the horror they are fleeing from and the desperation they live with as their everyday.

I’ve noticed your conspicuous silence as vandalism and threat visited mosques and Jewish day schools and Planned Parenthood clinics.
I’ve seen you amen-ing the cutting of school lunch programs and education initiatives for adolescent girls in developing countries.

I’ve noted you offering little pushback as white supremacists like Steve Bannon and Jeff Sessions were given carte blanche in the highest levels of our Government.

I’ve seen you jubilant at the prospect of 24 million people losing healthcare; the sick and the already vulnerable, sexual assault victims, the mentally ill, women.

Honestly friend, it doesn’t seem that all lives really matter to you.

It feels like your support for life—is far more selective than that.

It seems like what matters to you, are white, American, Republican, Christian lives; preferably those who live in your neighborhoods or attend your churches—those who are most like you. Everyone else seems like a threat.

And I want to be wrong about this, about you. If I’m wrong, then it will be a joyous mistake, one I will apologize to you for. But I need you to know that this is how it appears from the outside, with only your words and your actions as a measurement.

This is what your life is saying, repeatedly, loudly, emphatically. It is the declaration of your politics, your religion, and your social media comments. It sounds and feels like you have contempt and fear for a great deal of those who comprise our shared humanity.

I can’t work with someone who outwardly declares the value of all life, while having so little regard so much of it. I can’t work with religion that professes to be love, while it manufactures such bitterness.

I want to understand you, I really do. I want to find a way forward that is life-affirming and redemptive—but I can’t do that until you put all your cards on the table and plainly speak your truth.

What lives really matter to you, and how would I know?

- John Pavlovitz

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