I had to talk about it.

Today is Thursday, December 4th, 2014 and I’m sitting in a Starbucks and I’m confused. I’m confused because unarmed people keep being killed. Then those unarmed people’s families have to mourn them and wonder why the trained police officer really had “no other choice”.
I’m confused because it’s 2014 and the issue of race is still an issue.
Trust me, I don’t know all the facts, and I was not there, but I do know that something is wrong here, something is very, very wrong, and it makes my stomach ache.

I am a very privileged white female who has had little problems in life. Just like I questioned why I was born in America while I was in Cambodia, watching small things become big things, I question now why I was born white. Why was I chosen to live a fortunate life when so many others around me were not?
Another issue right now is why it becomes about “me”. Why Mike Brown being shot 6 times and Eric Garner being chocked to death could possibly be about me? (There are plenty more cases I could name)
You know who it’s about, and what I have to come back to at all times to have hope in anything? Jesus. I have to have hope in what has been said. I have to hold onto the God that I know, The God who is just (Deuteronomy 32:4, Psalm 111:7) and the God who is love. (1 John 4:8)
I also have to come back to a place of trust with the Lord, that a lot of things DO NOT make sense because my mind is in a earthly place and He is higher than me. (Isaiah 55:8-9)
He also has told me not to take revenge, because revenge is His. (Deuteronomy 32:35, Romans 12:9)
What I can do is love the people around me. I can sign petitions that help our justice system become that, just.
I can trust my God and know that he loves his children way more than I do, and the anger I feel is not even a small amount of what he feels.
I think when things like this happen we forget that God is for us. God fights for us; he is our protector and our warrior. This world is fallen and we will not be perfect until heaven. Unjust things will continue to happen because the human race is sinful. Until we surrender our lives to God and open our eyes to our sinful nature we cannot be changed.
We can fight for change though; we can fight with the Lord to make things different. We must put on a heavenly lens when looking at these situations though, The Lord is seated and he knows. He knows our pain and he weeps with us. Jesus was tempted and tried in every way to be able to sympathize with us. (Hebrews 2:18, and Hebrews 4:15)
I trust my God, and I trust he will work all things for our good.
Until then, I will continue to pray for the families who have been wronged, and for the justice system to understand what their role actually is.

What do you think our role as Christians is in this issue? How can we carry our brothers’ burdens?

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