Showing posts with label reconciliation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label reconciliation. Show all posts

Friday, June 19, 2026

Happy Juneteenth! I'm sorry I'm late.

Less than 10 years ago I first heard of Juneteenth and have been trying to learn more about it since.  Because I feel such a huge gap in my education, I can identify with this guy.

Yes, fact checkers have found this guy in Ohio, who told them,

"I hope it lets people know that it's OK

to change your opinion

when you're presented with new evidence

that clearly shows you were wrong.”


Today a Facebook friend posted these lines - and gave me permission to share.  Thank you, Ryan DjRhino Flemming. 

On this day in 1865, Union General Gordon Granger arrived in Galveston, Texas, and read General Order No. 3, announcing and enforcing the freedom of enslaved people in Texas.
While President Abraham Lincoln had issued the Emancipation Proclamation more than two years earlier on January 1, 1863, its enforcement depended upon the presence of Union troops. As Union forces advanced into formerly Confederate territory, freedom was not only proclaimed—it was secured. For many enslaved people in Texas, that moment finally arrived on June 19, 1865.
For those who had lived under the bondage of slavery, this was a day of profound joy and significance. In the years that followed, they commemorated the occasion as “Juneteenth,” and over time that celebration spread throughout the nation.
Nearly every major movement has a defining moment that comes to symbolize the larger story. Juneteenth has become such a moment in the story of slavery’s end in the United States. It represents the day when the promise that all people are created equal moved closer to becoming a reality for all Americans.
We remember Juneteenth not to celebrate the fact that slavery once existed in our nation, but to celebrate that it was brought to an end. We honor those who endured its cruelty, those who fought against it, and those who sacrificed to secure freedom for others. We also celebrate the truth that every person is created in the image of God and is therefore worthy of dignity, justice, and respect.
Happy Juneteenth!

 

Saturday, February 19, 2022

Speaking up

I think I am a compassionate person - or at least I try to be. I think I have mostly goodwill in my heart toward people who are different than me.  But I realize that I'm kinda' clueless about what life is really like for them. I have never walked in their shoes but I have made feeble attempts to learn more about such things.  It is easy to see that in many cases, black lives do not matter and that is not okay with me.

A couple years ago I was challenged to read Black authors so I made a commitment to read and listen and learn.  I am finding so many writers from whom I can learn more about their reality. 

Jacalyn Wetzel is one of the many Black writers I've found and this is one of her everyday normal life stories.
I don't often speak up or share the things I'm reading.  Maybe I'm hesitant to get up on my soapbox.  But I am deeply troubled by the things that must be endured by so many - simply because of their skin color.

Maybe I could find the courage to speak up once in awhile.

Monday, August 24, 2015

Tiny steps I can take

The recent racial tension in our culture has been more than a little upsetting to me. It makes me very sad and it scares me. I certainly don't have the answers, but I wish somebody did because I sure would love to see things get better. Yes, I know there are no simple answers to such complex issues.

On the other hand, I can't help wondering if there are some "simple steps" that each of us could do to make things better in our own corner of the world. Things like kindness and respect and treating others the way we would want to be treated. Of course, we need to start by learning to understand what life must be like in the shoes of the "other."



People don't like to be labeled as racist - even when their attitudes and actions seem to betray their racism. I get that. I sure don't want to be racist and yet I am aware that there are traces of racism within me. I'm guessing that would be true for most of us - so why would we not admit it?

A young friend of mine has done just that. Today on Facebook he "confessed" a bit of racism that he spotted within himself. Daniel describes sitting in the dentist chair when
"...my dentist, a young black man, walked in, and I immediately felt nervous. I so quickly had (unspoken) concerns about his credentials and his ability to do this work effectively."

Daniel "thankfully realized his foolishness" and reports that of course the doctor was professional and that the procedure was quick and painless. "While I'm somewhat ashamed to admit my prejudice, I think its important that we acknowledge these moments so that we can grow from them. As long as we are living in a society that tells us that black people consistently and distinctly inferior to whites, we are going to have racism seeping into our minds. We need to be diligent in rooting it out and confessing it."

I can learn from wise friends like Daniel. I hope to follow his example of honesty.

How about you?
What steps can you take to make the world a better place?
 
 


Monday, December 22, 2014

The themes of Christmas

According to Joshua Becker, these are the themes of Christmas, the things that should not be kept to ourselves: Love, joy, peace, hope, reconciliation, goodwill.

The very things that our society so desperately needs this year. At this moment. The very things that seem so evasive when we watch the nightly news. It is so easy to feel hopeless and helpless. I can't fix it. I don't really even know how to make anything better.

But I do know quite a few things NOT to do. I recognize lots of things that do NOT help. Things that harm others or that escalate the tension. Things that would be better left unsaid.

I long to be an ambassador of those Christmas themes. An ambassador of peace and hope and goodwill. Even if my attempts seem so terribly futile, I want to find ways to make things better in this world.

I want to have the wisdom and self-control to keep my mouth shut at opportune times. May I have the good sense to not say hurtful or volatile things.

I also want to have the courage to speak peace and hope to those who need to hear. May I not back off from the difficult gestures.

As I finish my shopping and holiday prep, may I remember to watch for ways to pass along these good gifts: love, joy, peace, hope, reconciliation, and goodwill.