Yesterday was one of those days when I wasn’t paying close attention to anything that was happening on my social media channels. It was a busy, but productive day. Before I called it a night I went to my Facebook and immediately saw my feed was peppered with the hashtags #altonsterling and #blacklivesmatter. I watched the horrific murder captured on video and then read many posts from my black friends and the comments that followed. I then watched the family press conference which was overwhelming and I went to bed with my heart heavy burdened…AGAIN.
This morning I woke up early with one phrase going through my head and that is, “I AM THE PROBLEM.”
- I am not going to attempt to qualify my statements by telling you about all the black friends I have.
- I am not going to craft a comment that eloquently explains why I am different than all other white people.
- I am not going to tell you how I have been connected to this incident and other racial atrocities that have made them personal.
No, today the only thing I want to say is that, “I AM THE PROBLEM“ and for that I am tremendously sorry. I ask for forgiveness.
- I am the problem because I have not been actively seeking a solution.
- I am the problem because another black life has been unjustly taken and I have done nothing.
- I am the problem because I say I want to change the world, but the world remains unchanged.
“I AM THE PROBLEM” and for that I repent and commit to becoming part of the solution. I commit to asking God specifically about my role in actively fighting racism in my city, state and country.
“I AM THE PROBLEM” until I become the solution.