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Felisa does not cry easily. When those planes struck those buildings in New York seven years ago it was only the second time in the two years we were together that I saw her cry. That was when the enormity of the attack hit me like a ton of bricks. I said to my self…this is going to change the course of history in a massive way.

The enormity of this act I think is even more incredible because of the physical scar it has left on New York City. As I watched Obama and McCain descend into this void of pain and nothingness I could not help but think of shrieks, and screams, bodies hitting the ground falling from over a quarter mile above ground. It was the most surreal day of my life. Everybody says it….

It was like watching a movie….

Now that the day is almost passed and I have soaked up quite a bit of the coverage I have a better perspective on things. The fear has dissipated somewhat and a new war rages thousands of miles away. Whether or not this war should have been waged, whether or not Saddam Hussein should have been removed from power, there are many, many families that miss a Mother, a Father, a Brother, a Sister.

Tonight that absence is felt like cold concrete against bare flesh. The absence of warmth in this world takes many a life and it makes many a life difficult to bear.

In the memory of those that died, may we be the presence of warmth in someone’s life every day. I know this may sound sappy to many people. —BUT— May we honor the those that were snuffed out on September 11th 2001 by being the smile on a cold Monday morning, opening a door for a stranger, helping in little unseen ways. Submitting self to the greater good. Let us honor the absence of over 3,000 people by being the presence of love.

– yjtw

To my chagrin when I first listened to Bernie Mac on the Original Kings of Comedy tour, he cursed like crazy (I never knew him from Def Comedy Jam). He let it flow like water from from a faucet man! It rubbed me the wrong way. BUT, his routine was drop dead funny. Then came the Bernie Mac Show and I saw a different side to him. To me he did not lose his edge, it just cut a different way. He was probably the first black entertainer who started a serious “conversation” with white America. I think this element more than anything else made his show incredibly special. It brought uncomfortable elements of black culture to the forefront and Bernie Mac let it rip. It felt so real. Ilke i heard him say in an interview with Terry Gross, the idea was not to have “punch-line comedy”.

My heart goes out to his family and his closest friends as they mourn his loss. But as I said to someone yesterday, he got to do in his lifetime something that most of this earth’s inhabitants only dream of doing…. to do what one loves and make a great living from it.

Bernie Mac, I will miss you – RIP

The ineffectiveness of the Church in Jamaican/Western Society

The thought of it sent shivers up my spine. Boy meets girl, have sex on school stairs, watched by other children as young as eleven, act is recorded and uploaded to the web. This story was one of the many that greeted me when I arrived in Jamaica a little over a week ago. I was speechless. As I reviewed the news daily, it became apparent that the worst elements of western culture were festering in my fair isle at an alarming rate.

So as usual when stories like these break, the same cry is echoed: “Where is the church” “What is the church doing” blah blah blah. This is the empty rhetorical bleating of a lost flock. The question should be, in a country that has one of the highest concentrations of churches in the world, why do we have one of the highest crime rates.  Why after centuries, the church has been so ineffective in creating a more civil, peaceful, moral society. The answer is so simple it eludes us constantly.

True love is absent in main stream religion.

Love, the most basic tenet in the teachings of Christianity has been replaced by zeal that is focused on keeping the flock in line and less on loving the sheep. The judgment dimension of Christianity has been a dark shroud that has covered what little love is left in the pews. This lack of love has resulted in a perversion of religion and has done much to destroy the relationship God would love to have with His children on this planet. We walk around with sticks of scripture strapped to our bodies ready to blow anybody up that disagrees with us as Christians.

When we are quicker to invoke condemnation on the teen mother, damn the  gun-man to hell , and “sus” the adulterer into exile we have lost Jesus’ golden example of love. When churches are quick to protest at Heath Ledger’s funeral and less concerned about showing true love to those whose behavior go against our religious grain we have lost Jesus’ example of true love.

This perverted behavior has turned religion into a whitened sepulcher. It may have filled some churches but it has thoroughly emptied this Jamaica land we love of any desire to be like Him. There is no true example to follow, there is no real pattern to share, because deep down, we have none. When our love is empty and non-existent. Church becomes nothing more than Saturday morning cartoons.
A show.
It leaves us like a Three-Finger Jack. We still have a hand with three digits, but missing love and compassion for our fellow man. The greater population has no reason to be like us when we are like this.

This ineffectiveness is also the curse of every Western nation. A long history of church presence but a society given in to an unbridled satisfaction of self. As things get worse, and they will, there will be religious factions that will seek to break down the wall between church and state and seek to legislate religion…force-feed God down the society’s throat.

 This is not the way.

We will only be seen as a “Eliot Spitzer-Lite”. Hypocrites. This method is not spiritually sustainable. The erosion of morals in society will NEVER stop until a true change is realized from the heart of every believer outward. God’s law is written on our hearts not to judge our fellow man but to: love, to be compassionate, to hate the sin but to love the sinner with an unconditional love that knows absolutely no bounds.  That is the method of  Jesus that loved  the foul mouthed Peter, the prostitute Mary Magdalene and the pitiful human that I am.

Show true love today…the world needs it.

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