As I listened to this American history essay, my mind kept jumping in two opposite directions. The first was a sad realization of where I was and who I was. The history of this nation demonstrates its distain for me and those like me. My sadness was accompanied by surprise that I'd made it this far in life. It also informed much of the treatment I'd received here, as I erroneously assumed I was the cause of all my problems. The 'invisible hand' had been at work against me in ways I'd not seen/known. Now, my ever present question is 'which problem was me, and which was not'?
The second set of thoughts were directed towards my non-Black friends. How will they respond to this? Will they become offended, and then turn obviously, outwardly, aggressively against me? Will they deny the truth of this and thus attempt to undermine it, discredit it? Will this revelation make my life more difficult? Or, will they accept the truth and work with me to help mitigate, and undo the harm that has now been exposed?
This scripture seems to display God's heart regarding those made in His image and likeness:
Deuteronomy 1512 If any of your people—Hebrew men or women—sell themselves to you and serve you six years, in the seventh year you must let them go free. 13 And when you release them, do not send them away empty-handed. 14 Supply them liberally from your flock, your threshing floor and your winepress. Give to them as the Lord your God has blessed you. 15 Remember that you were slaves in Egypt and the Lord your God redeemed you. That is why I give you this command today.
Our nation has not walked in that light, however, it isn't too late.