Racism – Is it Esclusive to One Race?

Recently, a man whom I like and respect, posted on Facebook his belief that Malcom X is one of the greatest black people in the world. My friend elevated Malcom X to a level held by Martin Luther King, Jr. While I agree that everyone has the right to like and honor whomever they choose, I couldn’t help but comment on his post. (Those of you who know me won’t be surprised by this fact). I felt compelled to express my own opinion about Mr. X.

You see, I honor and respect many great heroes such as Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. He was a man of vision who worked for freedom and equality for ALL people, not just people of his race. Yes, he spoke out against the way black people were being treated at the time, but he did not propose violent acts to resolve the issues. He, like Gandhi, another great hero, spoke of peace and faith. He wanted everyone to be aware of the problems and to live their lives and to treat others based on Biblical teachings. His color was transparent when he spoke. His words, even today, have relevant and valuable meaning for people of all races. Malcom X, however, proposed that equality for HIS PEOPLE be achieved through “whatever means necessary”. He was not a Christian, and therefore did not subscribe to the same ideas and practices and Dr. King. Malcom X was a separatist. I believe he represents the belief by some that everyone outside of his race owes him and others like him some sort of reparations. He spends more time bringing up the past as a reason for future action than he does in seeking positive ways to improve the station of those held in poverty and discrimination.

As I pointed out to my friend, I can use myself as an example of someone who’s heritage is rife with slavery and discrimination. My Asian side is represented by less than 10% of the population of the United States (and that’s stretching things…if you include all so-called Orientals in one big group you can get to 10%). My “people” are oftentimes stereo-typed, kept from higher paying jobs, and subjected to racist abuses. Also, my people have a history of over 400 years of slavery imposed on us by one nation as well as a recent history of slavery imposed by another nation in the early 1900′s. So, by the standards used by Malcom X and other radicals, I should be angry and violent when necessary in order to overcome what has happened in the past and what I perceive to be happening to me now. If I don’t get a job applied for, I should assume that it is because of by race and nothing else. If I don’t like the way things are going or if I meet some actual modern-day racists, I should gather my brothers and sisters and fight the oppressors. Really? This makes no sense to me. Based on my Christian teachings and beliefs, each individual is responsible for his or her own behavior and decisions. If I am wronged, I have many options that are non-violent with which to respond.

There is no room in today’s world for separatist and racist leaders. Our current president used the idea of separation to win an election. He turned our country into one of them and us. He is a very persuasive orator. He has convinced millions that he is one of them. That he is an underdog who has a lot in common with the poor and mid-to-lower income people. In reality, he has hardly anything in common with any of them. He is a wolf in sheep’s clothing. He, like Malcom X, focuses on the past and introduces race at every opportunity. He has taken on the role of a black man when in reality, he is just as white as he is black. I won’t go on (though I have much more to say) about him and his horrible acts. I only brought him up as an example of a leader who uses tired and worn-out reasoning to get his way. Read the rest of this entry

Gay Pride Parade at Disney???

For my Gay Pride Parade Blog article 3

Ok. I honestly have no problem with anyone’s sexual preferences. I do not pass judgment on anyone who believes that he or she is following their heart. I know it sounds like a cliché to say this, but I have some gay friends and relatives whom I dearly love. So, please understand that this post is not an attempt to bash homosexual and transgender people. It is, simply, my concern over the way certain groups portray gay people. Read the rest of this entry

Charles Ramsey – My New Hero!

Charles Ramsey - My New Hero

Charles Ramsey – My New Hero

Until yesterday, most of the world did not know the name Charles Ramsey. He, like most of us, lived his life quietly in a regular American neighborhood. By his own admission, he is just a regular guy. But I contend that there is very little “regular” about Charles. And, it’s not just the fact that he got involved with what he thought was a woman in trouble because of a domestic dispute that makes him my new hero. It’s what he did after he got involved that elevates him in my mind: he spoke honestly, from the heart, and admonished those who choose to look the other way in times of trouble. Read the rest of this entry

How Do You Mend a Broken Heart?

The title of my blog today is similar to the title of one of the songs I remember from my early days: ‘How Can You Mend a Broken Heart?’. The words to the song, written and performed by the Bee Gees is as follows:

Songwriters: GIBB, ROBIN HUGH / GIBB, BARRY ALAN

I can think of younger days when living for my life
Was everything a man could want to do.
I could never see tomorrow, but I was never told about the sorrow.

And how can you mend a broken heart?
How can you stop the rain from falling down?
How can you stop the sun from shining?
What makes the world go round?
How can you mend a this broken man?
How can a loser ever win?
Please help me mend my broken heart and let me live again.

I can still feel the breeze that rustles through the trees
And misty memories of days gone by
We could never see tomorrow, no one said a word about the sorrow.

And how can you mend a broken heart?
How can you stop the rain from falling down?
How can you stop the sun from shining?
What makes the world go round?
How can you mend this broken man?
How can a loser ever win?
Please help me mend my broken heart and let me live again.

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Missed Opportunities

Over the past few days, since we began our move to our new home 35 miles from Eugene, I have had the opportunity to sit down and talk with our next-door-neighbor from the old house. We began talking when she stopped me this weekend and said that she was sad that we were moving away. We had spoken briefly to each over the year and a half that we lived there, but never actually had an in-depth conversation. Sitting with her the other day, I realized that I missed out on a great opportunity to have a fantastic friend right next door. Read the rest of this entry

One Day at a Time

One day at a time…this is my current mantra. Things are a little overwhelming right now. Having the kind of personality that I do (sometimes I’m freakishly controlling and easily stressed), everything that has happened over the past week and that is happening now has me on edge. The move into our new home which ended up taking two days instead of one…the mountains of boxes everywhere that need to be unpacked…the lack of room in our new living room that won’t allow our couch and love seat to reside together…the goldfish pond on the back deck that Oliver has decided is his personal swimming pool…the need to go to Texas to help my dad on a long-term basis and the desire to be here in Oregon in our new home with Michael…and about a trillion other things are running through my mind. That’s one of the reasons I am up at 4:30 a.m. typing my blog. Stress. Read the rest of this entry

Heaven Is Shining a Little Brighter Today

A very special lady, Marlene Meyer.

A very special lady, Marlene Meyer.

There are few events in life that affect me like the passing away of someone whom I love. Yesterday, my mother-in-law, Marlene Meyer, passed away in Florida. My husband, Michael, was very close to his mom. He is doing his best to be strong, as always, and is keeping as busy as he can to avoid the down times when he is left with his thoughts. I tell him that it is okay to break down and let go but he isn’t ready yet. I am here for him when he is ready just as he was there for me ten years ago when my mom left her earthly body. Read the rest of this entry

Hyper-Hateful Response

Every now and then, I get an alert from and organization www.OneMillionMoms.com that lets me know about media activities which are bad for our children (and for adults). Primarily, when companies use advertising or programs have a theme that is vulgar, promotes drinking/smoking/drug use, is actively anti-Christian, OMM sends out information on what the program/company is and a link to the offensive material. They also provide a simple way to contact the company to complain. Like anything else, you should use your own judgment as to your position on the issue. I have found that, for the most part, my beliefs and standards line up well with OMM. Read the rest of this entry

Thriving in Today’s World

In the midst of our short vacation to Las Vegas this past weekend (Friday through Tuesday), we were blessed to be able to celebrate with friends Stacy and Jeff Roth as they exchanged vows and became husband and wife. It was a beautiful ceremony with the bride looking stunningly beautiful and her groom looking quite charming and handsome. The picturesque couple tied the knot in THE Hotel (Mandalay Bay’s newer establishment) wedding chapel. The audience was small but everyone there was moved by the obvious love shared by these two. Michael and I were brought to tears. It was as if one of our own daughters was getting married. Afterwards, we were treated by the couple to a fabulous dinner and great conversation at the Foundry House of Blues restaurant in the Mandalay Bay hotel. It was a magical day.

As were all of you, I’m sure, we were shocked and saddened to hear of the terrorist acts during the Boston Marathon. We were so busy with all that we were doing in Vegas that we didn’t read a paper or watch much television. So, we heard the news several hours after most people did. (Vegas has a way of making you forget that there is a real world out there). Watching the videos of the explosions on the news later in the afternoon, I felt that horrible sickness in the pit of my stomach rise up again. The last time I felt it was not so long ago with the Sandy Hook Elementary School murders. My mind raced backwards and recalled all of the awful incidents and terroristic (foreign or domestic) acts that have taken place in our country since 9-11. I began to feel a despair that scared me. I gave thought to the idea of not traveling anymore. That only lasted a minute though because I refuse to let these maniacs rob me of my freedoms. I refuse to give in to the fear. I will not dishonor what thousands of Americans have died for in order to stay safely hidden in my home. No. I am a FREE AMERICAN citizen and will live my life as I choose.

This brings me around to the whole idea of gun control and other attempts that the current government is making to restrict my freedoms. I hope that y’all are not lulled into a stupor by the left-wing assurances that you will be better off unarmed and ill-prepared to defend yourself and your families. If you have any doubt as to whether or not having your weapons taken away and even registered to the hilt is a bad idea, study the rise of a Hilter-run Germany along with dozens of other societies of normal, hardworking, everyday citizens such as yourself. You will see that the most powerful and the most cruel dictators in the world usually began by giving gifts and assurances to the people and then they carefully disarm the citizens. Guess which step we’re on in America?

So I ask that you join me in my effort to remain free; to live without fear; to accomplish all that I can despite the obstacles thrown before me. Don’t let anyone in government fool you into believing that they can do a better job of living your life than you can. Turn away from their “free” gifts. Remember, freedom is not free.

Blessings.

For What Are You Thankful?

After reading a post from a good friend in which she listed the things for which she is grateful, I got to thinking…for what am I thankful? It’s so easy to acknowledge that I am thankful every day, but I think it’s important to be specific. Listing those things for which I am truly thankful may open my eyes to people or aspects in my life that I might be ignoring or taking for granted. So, here is my list for this week: Read the rest of this entry

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