And, to be completely honest, (warning: stop reading now if you are easily offended or sensitive because I am on a roll tonight) I do not care about what is going on at MU...especially after the poor way things were handled once the protesters got their way. Come, you can't beg for media attention then ask journalists to just stop telling the story. I am a firm believer that equality matters, but...wait for it...I see firsthand every single (yes...every one of them) stereotype proven and in seeing such live and in person, I have become a bit cynical and only have this to say: if you want people to see you as more, do better...be better. I'm not saying that's what has happened in Columbia, but I do think it happens everyday in many situations.
What I do care about is living a life that matters if only in the smallest of ways. I see and hear hard things...as many of you do...and the only thing that keeps me going is trusting that what I do makes a difference. I promise, this is not some narcissistic post about all the good I do with the need to hear some sort of praise. Not at all. What it is, is a plea to ask you to think about what matters. I don't know about you, but everywhere I turn I am bombarded with news and posts and photos of grief and loss and sickness...of life and death...of things that really matter. Of people...many of which are children...who don't have the luxury of bitching about stupid coffee cups or (yep, I'm going there) the poor execution of a social situation that has now garnered more negative publicity for Missouri.
I spoke at a church last week after feeling really warn down. I was questioning whether I was doing enough, and if it really mattered and then the preacher reminded us to "never tire of doing the good work" (2 Thessalonians something). He spoke of mortality being the great equalizer...did you hear that? We are all gonna die. No matter what color our skin, or what we believe in...in the end, what matters is who we were...the quality of life we lived. He then asked if we felt we were being good stewards of the time we've been given and that one hit me pretty hard. What if you knew you had maybe just hours left? I don't know about you, but I can guarantee my focus would shift more than a bit. I guess what I'm getting at is, do you really want to waste time and energy on things like a seasonal marketing decision by a coffee company or do you want to give all you have to those around you? I suppose we could carry this over to Donald Trump and "politics", but I'm not gonna waste energy on that. ;)