How Can You Profess to Love God and Not Love Me?

These words are pouring forth from my heart unto my “White” Sisters & Brothers. Many of you profess to “Love” our Heavenly Father and our Lord & Savior Jesus Christ, but you do not love me nor my fellow sisters and brothers, whom also happen to be “African Americans!” Why? Why do you despise us so deeply? Maybe not “ALL” of you, but most of you do.

Could it possibly be because our very presence causes thoughts of the very inhumane way that your forefathers treated our forefathers? They say that the Apple does not fall very far from the tree. Let me share this story with you which is from “There Is A River” The Black Struggle for Freedom in America.

“At a Black Convention held in Charleston, S.C. In 1865, those that were the participants said “it inspires us with hope when we reflect, that our cause is not alone the cause of four millions of black men in this country, but we are intensely alive to the fact that it is also the cause of millions of oppressed men in other “parts of God’s beautiful earth, who are now struggling to be free in the fullest sense of the word, and God and nature are pledged to their triumph.
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“When the showdown came between the black quest for land and justice on the one hand, and Andrew Johnson’s policy of easy pardons for the Confederate landowners on the other, it did not take place all at once. The hope was not exploded in any one moment-in fact, the dream of “forty acres and a mule”, never died within the black communities of America. But one place, one time was so powerful a symbol that it cannot be ignored. On Thursday, October 19,1865, on Edison Island, some twenty-five miles southwest of Charleston, the time and the place were joined.

“As the drama unfolded, the Freedmen’s Bureau and its leader, Gen. Oliver O. Howard, played crucial, tragic roles. By that time Johnson’s actions had already effectively undermined one of the Bureau’s most important original functions as a protector of black people in their independent use of the land. Instead, as the fall wore on, as the pardoned owners came back to their black-occupied plantations on the Sea Islands and the coast, the Bureau assisted the owner’s attempts to regain control over both the land and the resisting Afro-American labor force. Howard, known as ” the Christian General,” was caught in the midst of this disastrous transformation. After having made clear promises of land to the freedmen all through the late spring and early summer, he had been subsequently ordered by Johnson to reverse himself. Going against his own conscience, Howard betrayed the hopes of the black people who considered him one of their best friends, and capitulated to Johnson. As he made his choice, it is likely that the young, disabled general thought long thoughts about the promise of a bright future in the military that was still before him.

“In October Howard was on tour, trying to explain to black men and women why it was impossible for them to have the land he had originally promised them. He requested that Edisto’s overwhelmingly black community be brought together so that he might address them. Word of trouble and betrayal had already flashed through the islands, and when the one-armed general arrived, his choices were signaled in the makeup of his party, which included one of the biggest white landowners in the area. Meanwhile, more than two thousand black men , women, and children had gathered in the large Episcopal church at the center of the island, filled with apprehension and desperate hope. According to a white woman who attended the meeting, Howard told the people “that he, being their friend, had been sent by the President to tell them that the owner’s of the land, their old masters, had been pardoned, and their plantations were to be given back to them; that they wanted to come back to cultivate the land, and would hire the blacks to work for them.”

“This was the message borne by their friend. Naturally, it outraged the black people who had been cultivating the land for generations, and had now begun to work for and govern themselves. They had trusted Howard and his more courageous assistant, Gen. Rufus Saxton, and the other white and black friends who had assured them that the government would be fair, that the land would be theirs. Now angry shouts of “No! No!” erupted immediately. Chilling cries, anguished moans broke out everywhere in the building. Some persons sprang up to leave, refusing to hear such an insult to their intelligence, their trust, and their hope. One black man shouted from the balcony: “Why, General Howard, why do you take away our lands? You take them from us who are true, always true to the Government! You give them to our all-time enemies. That is not right!” The “CHRISTIAN” General had no answer for such a question, no response to such an accusation. He knew that generals, whatever their religious persuasions, do not often deal in issues of right and wrong, at least not for long- not when they disagree with their superiors, not if they want to continue to be generals, which Howard wanted very much. He also knew that the anger of the black community was justified and that it was steadily becoming more and more difficult to control. So instead of answering, he sought a temporary way out.”

I shared the above with you specifically due to what is going on with the “religious” right community. Maybe not “ALL” of them, but a large proportion of them are supporting President Trump. How? Why? What for? How is it possible ? Our lord said “I leave ye another commandment and that is that ye love one another and then the world will know that ye are my disciples!” “Where is the love?” How could you possibly support an individual that displays such hatred? How? Why? Please give some “real” serious thought to this because one day, and I do believe sooner than most realize, Jesus will be returning and you most definitely do not want to hear “depart from me ye workers of iniquity I know ye not!” Last, but most definitely not least, my Lord wants to know “why do ye depict him in your pictures in the way that you do when his word says that “his skin was like copper and his hair was like wool?” Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Why? “Because it’s later than you think!”

Also, I would like to recommend a book which you most definitely should read, “Tears We Cannot Stop” (A Sermon To White America by Michael Eric Dyson). Much praise for this book: Toni Morrison says “Elegantly written, “Tears We Cannot Stop” is powerful in several areas: moving personal recollections; profound cultural analysis; and guidance for moral redemption. A work to relish.”

Stephen King says, “Here’s a sermon that’s as fierce as it is lucid. This is how it works if you’re black in America, this is what happens, and this is how it feels. If you’re black, you’ll feel a spark of recognition in every paragraph. If you’re white, Dyson tells you what you need to know-what this white man needed to know, at least. This is a major achievement. I read it and said Amen.

This is “Lillie’s Point Of View” and I’m just having my say! Now, you can have yours!