1) Yes, I am an angry black man. I’m mad as hell. I’m mad that it took live video of a grown man getting choked to death for 9 minutes, begging for his momma, and riots for damn near a month to get a sliver of justice for a black father, son, brother.
2) Y’all want black people to get shot, killed, oppressed and abused for 400 years all with a smile on our face. That’s a sick twisted abusive concept. You should be as mad as God is about how black people are treated.
3). I sang to y’all about unity. I wrote blogs. I did interviews. I been on panels. I answered DMS on DMS. The whole time I’ve been ridiculed for standing up for black lives.
4) The truth is... Y’all were gonna be mad at me whether I was eloquent and gracious or honest and crass because the issue isn’t language, it’s the fact that black lives don’t matter to half of y’all. And the other half is so heavenly mind that they are no earthly good.
I can tell by the responses that most of you are so emotionally detached from people, lack empathy, and unrealistic that you never thought to pray... you never see the pain. Isn’t that how Christians win people? Your version of helping the hurt is hurting them more with judgment
You expect more of me than you do yourselves. I’m not your hero. I’m not Jesus. I’m a human who’s tried and reached his limit. I don’t care how you feel about me.
I care how my family and people I know think of me. I care what God thinks of me and nothing you can say can make me think God is ashamed of his child. Shame me all you want but you should look in the mirror and judge yourselves more than others.
Lastly if being a Christian means I can’t be human and I have to be perfect for your little entertainment. If it means I have to live up to your standard that you don’t even live up too. then I’m not a “Christian.” I’ll be something for else. I’ll be where honesty and healing is
I’ll forever be a child of the Most High.... You telling me I’m not doesn’t change my status. It just exposes your arrogance to think you can determine my faith and who I am. Shalom