For any number of reasons, to-date, humanity as we know it, has not been able to find a harmonious tone when it comes to matters of race. And, yet, despite what many would have us believe, an atmosphere of racial accord is not an impossibility – it’s just that at the moment we as a nation are out of sync.
We have before us a symphony of ethnicities and backgrounds that is out of tune – and it has been really since the beginning of time. It appears that various members of this diverse troupe have a different idea about what to play – how to play it – and at what tempo. And, to make matters worse, many of us who are participating in this orchestra of thoughts – ideas – desires – and needs…have failed to listen to one another and decided to do things our own way. We have rendered ourselves incapable of hearing the man or woman sitting on either side of us because we are too busy plucking away at the strings of our own lives. And, so, like a tone deaf performer, we have no idea why this concerto is completely off-key.
What is the first step to getting everyone on the same page? First, we must all agree on the song we are going to play. And, for the purposes of today’s rendering I will play the role of the conductor and suggest to each of you what is admittedly a complex piece called the “Love Song”. As each of you picks up your respective instrument remember first and foremost that this song is in fact about LOVE. I chose love because love is the only force on this planet that has the power to conquer hate. So please keep that in mind that as you pluck the strings – as you beat the drum – as you blow on the horn. Not only that but you also MUST learn how to listen to your neighbor. By listening to each other we will ensure that we play as one. That we maximize our potential. That we put our best foot forward.
Ladies and gentlemen please be advised: this immense undertaking will require patience. We’ll have to practice at our craft with a dogged determination in order to achieve so noble a pursuit. We’ll have to get rid of the bad habits and divisions that have been formed over time. It won’t be easy, but nothing worth achieving ever is. In the end what a sweet sound it will be though, huh? Can’t you hear it? The heart wrenching plea of the regal violin. The subtle begging of the royal harp. The familiar and inviting sound of the incomparable piano. Along with all the other instruments that will rise up in unison to produce what will be considered in the end… a masterpiece. A cacophony of brotherhood – of good-will – of love; all of which is an essential part of this beautiful “Love Song” constructed by the renowned composer…we the people.
Oreos to go:
4 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5 It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.
1 Corinthians 13:4-8
More than a blog. It’s a movement.
Though there is much more that could be said, I will have to stop for now. But hopefully you will continue the conversation in your living rooms, at your places of worship, and even with that person of another race you just met as you were walking down the street in your neighborhood.
And also I do have what I think is another interesting plate of cookies on a platter for next Monday (you can share via social media buttons below), when I hope you will join me again to talk some more oreos.