I’m Tired As Well, John Coffey
by Billy Beasley
It is early June as I write this column. Last month, I wrote, I Pull for America. I hoped. I prayed that I would be writing about more encouraging things, but our country remains in a form of lockdown—and then George Floyd was killed senselessly and the ugliness of racial division once again rears its ugly head.
Meanwhile, elected Republicans and Democrats alike, taunt each other like immature third graders as opposed to working beyond differences to find a common ground for the many problems that plague our country. And part of me thinks they laugh at you and I as they return to their mansions to eat $12 a pint ice cream and a President who thinks tweeting asinine comments is some kind of solution. And then Joe Biden, says something equally idiotic with his, “You ain’t black” comment among his other ramblings.
I believe that of all the things that hurt our nation it is career politicians that inflict the most damage. I saw a few Facebook posts about here is the problem. And it listed several democrats and how many years they have served. A fair post would have mentioned those Democrats but it also would have added, the likes of republicans Mitch McConnell and Chuck Grassley. (39 years)
We have people on social media praising one side and condemning the other. If you are a proud defender of either party in this day and age you have lost me. I see nothing about Nancy Pelosi or Mitch McConnell or any of their constituents that is praiseworthy. I don't think that they care about you and me. If they did, they would try to work together to help us. It is not all the Republicans fault, or all the Democrats blame.
I also can’t stand reading things on Facebook from the left and the right that in their race to make everything line up with your political views, they don’t even verify whether the event or information actually occurred. Often, I hesitate over my keyboard, about to inform the poster that what they posted is not true, but it will open up doors and require energy that I can better spend elsewhere.
We have a senseless death caused by a police officer who was employed to serve and protect, while other officers watched. And now it seems okay to either praise the police regardless or condemn them all. Where is the middle ground where we can have a conversation?
The majority of the police that I know, serve, and protect and they don’t care about the color of your skin or mine. They help people. They are kind and only tough when the job demands it and they are appalled by bad police officers.
I find no excuse for rioting, looting, or burning stores. That is not a protest. That is a crime. And while the white police officer that killed George Floyd deserves to go to prison, I don’t believe that is a reason for social media comments like, “All white people.” Lumping all together. How is that not responding to the very prejudice you resent with your own brand of discrimination? And to those that try to find some excuse for this officer’s actions. Please stop. There is no excuse for placing your knee and a good part of your body weight on a man’s neck for eight minutes and forty-six seconds. I don’t think that they teach that in the police manual.
We live in a country where the extremes dictate everything when most of the people I know, regardless of race, live somewhere in the middle. We don’t think everyone is racist. We don’t believe all police officers are bad. We believe in peaceful protests. And we long for respectful conversation.
We live in a world where the end justifies the means. I hate that saying. If the means is dishonest it justifies nothing.
As I read political posts by Christians. I wonder about this.
Is it your Christianity that influences your politics or does your politics influence your Christianity?
Maybe we can’t be colorblind but I am going to hold on to this. “Hearts have no color.” That is how I will continue to live my life. One day at a time, one person at a time. And I don’t have to prove that to anyone.
And I will go to my death knowing that my God looks upon the heart first and foremost. Shouldn’t we follow his lead?
About the Author
Billy Beasley resides in Carolina Beach, NC with his wife Julie and their Australian Cattle Dog, Teke.
The Preacher’s Letter is his second traditionally published work of fiction.
Billy’s shares two simple beliefs with his favorite character in his first novel, The River Hideaway—Faith in God and a conviction that ‘Hearts have no color’. His third novel, The Girl in the River, releases summer, 2020.
You can read his “Sunday Inspiration” column on the 2nd Sunday each month here at Mustard Seed Sentinel.