Around me, the world seems to be exploding. Distrust is rampant. I never thought I would live in such a violent and divided world.
The needs of the rich vs. the needs of the poor. Human rights vs. policies that benefit the few. The Supreme Court a tool of the executive branch. Law enforcement creating crimes instead of solving them. If that doesn’t sound the alarm bells take a closer look.
Elected politicians surrounded by corruption. The President a co-conspirator to rig the Presidential election in his favor–he won. Politicians from both parties immersed in sexual scandals. Racism everywhere while the levers of justice sleep. The wealthy, already with tax shelters, got tax cuts while homelessness rises — the gap between rich and poor widening to the point of indecency. I’ll tell you trickle-down economics does not work.
America is one of the most significant countries with a thriving economy, yet people can’t afford housing and the cost of living. Have we evolved in our priorities?
As I went through my usual day traversing the internet, barely aware of real life, I stumbled on this article, Children’s pastor, decorated detective, commits suicide after child porn found on church computer | The Christian Post. The poster microblogged his concern that the system failed the pastor. In my mind, the pastor used the get out life card to cheat the system. Furthermore, would the commenter care if the pastor was black? CDS makes you think that way.
What was reported seemed minor considering what other sex offenders did. Absent details there were many unanswered questions as to why the pastor would have nude images of 10-year-olds on the church computer? How did law enforcement come to suspect him?
I made a satirical comment, really minor. I didn’t expect the remark to turn into a thread where I was surrounded by “speechwriters.” It was unbelievable! I felt in the midst of a nightmare with pale haired people pounding the Bible, admonishing and preaching how I should feel.
What bothered me about the preaching was the disproportionate concern and love for the pastor. Accurate or not, the victims seemed an afterthought, not even brought up until I mentioned them.
A short while ago, a voice whispered, “Jesus lived among the wretched. “
My thoughts returned to the online encounter– could they be onto something? So I went back and reread the thread. In an atmosphere of distrust, communication is critical. There was no way I was going to dismiss or forgive the pastor when black people are killed without mercy or remorse. They should have known not to ask that of me after I expressed my views.
In an era of mistrust, communication is essential. Certain groups have become threatening. It’s a time when communication and cultural respect could go the distance in building trust. People will not agree on everything but agree to disagree and move on.
Conflict avoidance is not an option. The faster people realize that point, the more abundant the opportunities for building trust, working together, and working through our problems without resorting to violence. Communication and cultural differences are part of the learning process for anyone willing to listen and learn.