There are times when I walk by a mirror and wonder to myself who is that grey haired lady looking at me? Seriously. I can find myself taken aback by the fact I am aging. I know time is passing - I turn the pages on my desk calendar, our youngest grandchild is talking up a storm at 2, and our oldest son is in his 40s. All evidence that time marches on, yet I am still surprised by the person looking back.
Today, I am feeling melancholy about time. The trial of Derek Chauvin ended yesterday with guilty verdicts on all charges. I am wondering: Will this moment teach us what we have been so slow to learn, that all people are created with the image of God? All human life is of value and worth. Black lives absolutely matter. I am thinking about the incredible closing words of Martin Luther King Jr. in his Letter from a Birmingham Jail, 58 years ago this month: Let us all hope that the dark clouds of racial prejudice will soon pass away and the deep fog of misunderstanding will be lifted from our fear drenched communities, and in some not too distant tomorrow the radiant stars of love and brotherhood will shine over our great nation with all their scintillating beauty.
And I pray. Soon, Lord God. Let’s not let another moment pass.
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