on racial injustice

I am a stay at home mom.

I don't work at an office. I don't have a boss. I don't work with colleagues. So I don't stand around a water cooler or a conference table and talk about current events with other adults. I don't get to share my opinions on news with other people who understand everything that is going on in the world around us. I don't have a large impact in the public sector.

But I do mother three little people on whom I have an enormous impact.

Over the past two days, America has seen at least two instances of racial injustice. Social media has allowed us to replay the events in Baton Rouge, LA, and Falcon Heights over and over again. As I watched the news unfold on my iPhone via Twitter, I was confused, scared, and heartbroken.

We no doubt have a problem in our country. These instances happen far too often and each time, I feel like they get worse and worse. As a mom, my first instinct is compassion and tenderness, and my second instinct is action and protection.

So, as a mom, what can I do? What is my responsibility as a Christian and as a mother? I think there are several things.

First, I am called to love. I am called to love my neighbors. I am called to view every single person I come into contact with as an image bearer of Christ. And if I do just that, how can I condemn racism and bigotry?

Second, I am called to act. I am called to stand up for those who are helpless. I am called to love the unloveable. I am called to show mercy to the merciless. I am called to care for those in need. The Lord showed us time and time again examples of putting others first. Standing up for others. Loving others. And I am called to follow His example.

Third, I am called to teach my children that we are all made in God's image. Just the other day, my four-year-old noticed that Steph Curry looked different than some of the other basketball players on the court. She knows that his skin is not the same color as hers. And it is my job to teach her that this is okay. It is my job to teach her that the Lord looks not at the outside of man, but at the heart instead. It is my job to set an example to all of my children that though skin color may differentiate us physically, it does not, in any way, make us better or worse. We are all made in God's image.

I did not know Alton Sterling. I did not know Philando Castile. And I do not know their families. But I do know Wattsie Alexander, Ford Alexander, and Jim Alexander. And it is my responsibility to raise them in such a way that if one day they come into contact with an Alton Sterling or a Philando Castile, that they would treat them as Christ has treated them-- with enough love in their hearts to give their lives for them, just as Christ has laid down His life for us.

Even so, come quickly, Lord.

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