I don't know what to say.
I don't know what to do.
And nothing can make it better.
Nothing except Jesus.
Where is the justice in all of this?
Why does this keep happening?
I'm hurting. I'm hurting with my black brothers and sisters. I'm hurting because I have never had to fear death because of my skin color. I'm hurting because of my privilege that I took for granted so many years. And this doesn't make sense. That there could be so much prejudice and racism that people are being killed just because of their skin color.
All lives matter but that's not the point. Black lives matter. And until everyone understands and agrees that black lives matter I won't stop saying it. Black lives matter because they are in the image of God. God created race, He created diversity, and it ultimately glorifies Him. Racism is not in His will. This is the enemy's work. I can guarantee you that if Jesus was on this earth today He would stand behind #BlackLivesMatter. Because black lives matter to Jesus. Social justice matters to Jesus. And Jesus is weeping with us as we are grappling to understand why such tragedies exist and happen.
I will never be able to completely understand the experiences of my black brothers and sisters but I refuse to be silent. I refuse to pretend like everything is okay. Just because systemic racism does not directly effect me I cannot ignore it. Jesus calls us to weep with those who weep and mourn with those who mourn. There will be a time when Revelation 21 is our reality but until then we weep and mourn the loss of those who were killed too soon.
