Day in day out my tear-stained face
Pressed against the window pane
My eyes search the skies desperately for rain
‘Cause rain drops will hide my tear drops
This week has been a lot. Monday was an even more somber Memorial Day than usual for me. I am so thankful for all of those people who have made the ultimate sacrifice for our country. It just felt really sad and strange to do the reflection in the midst of the pandemic existence.
Tuesday morning I learned about George Floyd’s death at the hands of police officers in Minnesota and saw the video. I am still grappling with it. I am so sorry for his loved ones because they are dealing with a real loss and the social media aftermath.
I know that a lot of people are hurting, but looting and destroying property are never the solution to a situation like this. I sincerely hope that real, helpful, long-lasting change can be affected when all of these hash tags have fallen out of fashion. The future of our nation depends upon it almost as much as it depends upon those sacrifices of our military. Martin Luther King Jr’s words reflect this: “Whatever affects one directly, affects all indirectly. I can never be what I ought to be until you are what you ought to be. This is the interrelated structure of reality.”