Showing posts with label healing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label healing. Show all posts

Sunday, May 31, 2020

STOP THE INSANITY!!!

I never thought I'd see the day where I not only reference the once popular infomercial mistress, Susan Powter, but also long for a day where any person is willing to forgo joining the masses and consider the meaning of those words.  Well, today is the day I consider those words and step outside the comfort of my keyboard anonymity and share my heart.  Yes, I'm the ever hated white male that apparently has no idea about how life should work.  Yes, I'm a Bible believing and gun toting supporting individual that apparently isn't in touch with how outdated my beliefs are.  Lastly, I am one of just under 600,000 people calling Wyoming home, where somehow the rest of America thinks we still lack electricity and move around town in a horse and buggy (oddly enough the latter of the two still does happen during certain parts of the year).  So please, if you're reading this, I hope you keep an open mind knowing this evil man's thoughts are shared with a heavy heart and not one word is typed without thought and prayer.

First, the country I grew up knowing is no longer what I see.  Yes, I saw division.  I saw hardships endured by many that weren't fair.  Yes, I saw a community torn between races.  No, I never really experienced the hurt that these items I saw created in friends, classmates and those I worked with.  Yet what they went through is nothing that compares to what is happening today.

Yes, the unjust murders of Ahmaud Arbery and George Floyd are more than tragic.  They are appalling.  I can't find a means to even think there is justification for their murders.  How could anyone actually find an excuse for the actions of police and former law workers?  I have no answers for that question.  Nor can I find an answer for why the justice system failed them in the immediate aftermath of their murders.  I'm sick just thinking about this.

Sadly, the following words are where I know I'm going to lose many of you.  Those I lose will probably even tell me that my whiteness proves I have no compassion for anyone and will never understand the purpose of a protest.  I'll agree, you might be right.  But again I ask you at least hear me out.

What could justify arson, theft and assault as a means to protest the inexcusable murders of black men?  What is being accomplished to the betterment of race relations by burning down the minority owners business?  Is stealing a new TV healing wounds or creating a greater chasm? Is this a protest or a chance to exercise complete anarchy?  Are those rioting doing so in memory of these two men?  Or have the rioters and looters moved past the point of honoring and seen a chance to commit crimes because the can?  Again, there is no easy answer, if one at all.  This too is making me sick.

Here is what is making more sick: news sources that are presumably reliable telling me that the riots are a normal response; a president that seems to be unable to stop himself from posting on Twitter; politicians blaming others for creating the race and financial divide; christians being arrogant enough to say that, "it wouldn't happen if we just trust Jesus more (or something to that line).

Do I believe that there are some hard working journalists that are trying to present facts?  Yes, but not as many doing so as often as once was.  Do I believe the president needs to be on Twitter so much?  Nope, but I also believe he's doing so for more than just spewing whatever is on his mind.  When politicians are continually blaming others for the ills of the laws this country has, do I think the finger pointing is a way to get me to support them?  Nope, no and not at all.  I believe that if they stopped pointing fingers and honestly made an effort that things might have an opportunity to change (more than just DC, but also right where you and I live).  Do I believe that a faith in and a relationship with Christ is needed in my life?  Considering my opening paragraph that is an easy answer.  BUT!!!  I do not believe that a simple cookie cutter statement will solve anything for those that believe differently that I do.

Tell me then, how do we heal the hurt this is going through?  I will never understand the possibility of not being able to take a jog without getting shot, or having a grown mans full weight on my neck cutting off my source of air.  I can empathize with those emotions.  I can empathize with their families as they walk through the loss of their loved ones.  If I can't relate, then tell me how I can help.  Where can I make a difference?

Don't tell me that the riots, arson and thievery is similar to the Tea Party when those protesters didn't physically injure the law enforcement of the day.  You won't convince me Dr. Martin Luther King would support these forms of protest when he preached against violence of any means while he too was violently murdered.  Don't tell me a part of history means something in support of your argument/explanation when you conveniently ignore that part where Rosa Parks protested without violence.  Don't tell me condemning the "protests" is demeaning the death of two black men especially when I told you earlier it is making me sick.  Again I ask, what do we do to help change the current state of affairs?

Here's my suggestions.  I'm a person, blood flowing through my body just as yours does.  My pigment might be a little lighter than yours, but it's still a pigment; I can't change what you or I look like.  Let's treat each other like people.  Let's shake hands when we see each other.  Let's have civil conversations about our differences to hopefully find some similarities.  Let's not burn down others properties as a means of retribution - you're only hurting someone else while not getting what you seek in justice.  Instead of blaming others for our actions, shouldn't we accept responsibility?  I have a free will to decide how to respond as do you.  The tragic deaths of two does not mean I have no other choice than destroy things.  No!!!  I actually have the choice to peacefully protest brutality and unnecessary force.

I know I'm missing solutions.  I know that as one of the most vilified individuals in America right now my words will fall on deaf ears.  I'll also be told how ignorant my privileged self is because I don't know how to walk in the minority persons shoes (again, see above).  But I'd like to think that my desire to see healing is something we all should want.  I'd be remiss to think the healing won't hurt no matter how desperate we need it.  Most importantly, don't tell me how wrong I am in these words when you only want to tell me about my ignorance and wrongness instead of contributing a possible solution.  You do that, and you only prove that you are a part of the problem.

Please, let's work together for change.  Let's work together to use more than conversation as a means to vent.  Please, see me as a person that passionately cares about you and your family as I will work to believe the same of you.  We need to raise our expectations of ourselves to help heal as opposed to just accepting life as we see it.  Are you up to the challenge of making yourself better?  I'll work on myself and hope you'll work with me in improving each other.


For a little fun, give this classic from Billy Joel a listen.  He might have been on to something when he wrote it.  Pretty sure he could add a few more lines today.




Time to, "Stop The Insanity!"


Sunday, March 24, 2019

A Broken Healing

What do you think of when you hear the word broken?  Do you hurt?  Maybe you just dropped something in the kitchen and now you have to clean it up.  Now you're frustrated.  Maybe broken brings frustration because you can't put something special back together.  As for me, broken has been a word that has many meanings and ones that not many people will associate well with.  So, pull up a seat, brace yourself for a glimpse into my over analytical head and hopefully, join me in changing our perception of the word broken.

Merriam-Webster classifies broke as an adjective.  It describes something.  Of the many definitions, I'll highlight just a couple.
   1: Violently separated into pars
   2: Damaged or altered by or as if by breaking (not working properly/violated by transgression/disrupted by change)
   3: Made weak or infirm
   4: Not complete or full
   5: Disunited by divorce, separation or desertion of one parent

Ouch!  Working in the medical field, I see a lot of broken.  Being a person I can feel and see a lot more broken than any x-ray/MRI/CT can ever see.  Specifically, I find I live that broken every day.  So do you.  You may not see it, but the broken is right in front of you.

The only time humans weren't broken was back when Adam and Eve were in the Garden of Eden.  The second Eve took a bite, and the second Adam chose to follow her lead was the last time humans were unbroken.  Today society has taken broken to a whole new level.  As I see it, every friendship has an element of brokenness.  Every marriage has a fracture.  Every job can make even the strongest person weak.  Every single one of us feels incomplete at times.  Brokenness isn't selective either.  It cares not profession, age, race or gender.  It cares not how successful one is.  It will hit you at any moment on any day.  When your brokenness hits you it'll be with a Mack truck and wave it's big middle finger at you.

In our brokenness we tend to look for comfort in something and someone.  Music, religion, friends, spouses or other things.  Previously, this has worked for many.  It's worked over the years and we can trust it will work for many more years.  BUT!!!

Today's society is so broken that not much is healing the brokenness.  Don't believe me?  Turn on the news.  What do they typically report on?  Most of the time they make you wait until they get done with the "headlines" before they get to the weather (unless it's the weather that is making your local news).  Then you have to wait until the last 7 minutes to get any sports report (again, unless it is one of the top national items that is a hot topic).  Hop on Twitter and you'll be bombarded by the brokenness politics, racial angst and more.  If you turn on your favorite radio station, chances are you'll hear about a musician gone too soon because of a drug OD or suicide.  Even Hollywood is getting caught up in the brokenness.  Their awards show have all of our favorite actors speaking out about some cause (mostly worthy causes) that are highlighting the ills of our world.  Broken!  Our world is broken.

Now for the church.  Many seek comfort in a church.  We should go there.  We should be able to find solace in a place where there is God.  When people don't find that comfort, they are broken one more time.  They lose trust in christians.  They lose hope that their brokenness will ever be healed.  I'd like to think it doesn't happen often or is just a few isolated cases.  But my eyes and ears tell me differently.  I've seen the hopeless walk into a church and be shunned because of the clothes they are wearing.  I've seen the stares piercing those with the body piercings and tattoos.  I've seen the judgement from the self appointed righteous towards those that drop an F bomb by accident because their kid broke a toy in the nursery during an outreach event.  Hey church, you're broken too.

How do we fix this broken?  I'm not an expert.  I'll never claim I have the perfect answer.  But, I believe that my perfect answer tells me to love.  I believe he tells me to forgive.  And I suck at love.  I suck at forgiving.  I am horrible at taking a deep breath and waiting 10 minutes so I don't add to someones brokenness.  But, that is what I believe the God I know is asking us to do.

Instead of heaping burning coals on the broken, why don't we take time to listen.  Instead of wondering why someone can't just move on after a loss, why don't we take the time to hear their breaking and break with them.  Instead of getting mad at someone breaking us, should we try to understand what is going on in their lives causing them to break us?  I'm fairly certain most people don't try to break others.  Sometimes, people don't know they are breaking us, especially when they are breaking themselves. 

Remember, you're broken.  It's okay to be broken.  You can be put back together.  If you're broken, then so is the person you live next to, so is your co-worker, your child, your friends and those you go to church with.  If all those people are broken, then so are your pastors, your bosses, your city leaders and your state leaders.  Yes, that means your favorite movie star, sports hero and even your national leaders are broken.  If you can be put back together, then so can they. 

My goal for me to share with you is to help restore you.  I want to see you smile again.  I want to understand what is breaking you.  It'll hurt, I know it will.  We'll probably cry.  You'll probably hate me at times.  I'll probably give you some questionable advice.  It's okay though.  It's because I'm broken too.  And you can help me heal too.  Together, we can find a way to be unbroken.

Together we can love, we can forgive, we can become so beautifully broken.