Are y’all doing alright?
Well! I ain’t!
First, because of my initial reaction to the shooting in Sutherland Springs, Texas.
When I heard of the shooting, I didn’t feel any pain or connection. None! I was angry at myself for not feeling pain. I didn’t know why. Maybe I have been desensitized by TV. Even though I planned to lift Texas up in prayers before bed last night, I forgot.
I felt horrible for forgetting. I’m sorry!
But, in Zumba class this morning, a country song was playing and in that moment, I remembered the shooting. I had completely forgotten about it. Even then, I felt no emotion. No connection. I am embarrassed to even say that.
But when I slowed my dancing pace and looked around at everyone laughing, smiling, and two-stepping to the beat, I wondered –
“Is anyone in here thinking about Texas? Do these people realize what happened in Texas in that little church? Why do we feel so detached from this?”
And, that’s when it hit me. Continue reading “RAISED BY TEXAS”