I was on my way to Washington DC, taking advantage of JetBlue’s free TV when I saw Breaking News: George Zimmerman Charged with Second Degree Murder.
I watched bits of this news segment and below is one thing a pastor with Trayvon Martin’s family said that really got to me. While saying that what they hoped for was a fair trial, I was struck by their lack of this push for retribution. I was also struck by the humility of allowing the judicial system (that in a sense, initially betrayed them until they rallied media support) to continue its work. I am glad that they reminded the world that this isn’t a viral hype, but the start of a movement that requires sober discernment.
“There are no winners here. There are no high fives tonight. They have lost a son. We will not be gloating around here. We are still mourning with this family. We will monitor this trial every step of the way. This is not a night of celebration, it is a night that should’ve never happened in the first place. We are trying ot make sure that something happens so that this will not happen again.”
Personally, I am not very “PC.” I get irritated when people don’t give others the benefit of the doubt or too quickly label something racist or culturally-insensitive. I wonder if instead of hollering about race, why not just shrug it off, keeping living, and respond to ignorance gently?
I wonder about George Zimmerman. Is he a product of racism or ignorance? Both? Does the latter breed the former? I don’t believe he is an anomaly. I don’t think humans are naturally good and Zimmerman is just a bad egg. I wonder what the outcome would have been if Trayvon Martin’s story didn’t become viral. Perhaps because the nature of the death was so violent and because the actions so blatantly stared us in the face, we were forced to take action. But so many things like this happen every day (albeit at a milder part of the spectrum).
I still have plenty of thoughts but I’m rambling, and I’m trying to learn to cut myself short. I will end with a few words from Trayvon Martin’s mother.
I want to speak from my heart to your heart because a heart has no color. It is not black nor white, it’s red. So I want to say thank you from my heart to your heart.
In all this pain, I am amazed and encouraged to see this family glorifying God in their responses of grace and trust. We can know that even in this, God is still good.