HOW TO GET THROUGH A MOMENT OF DESPAIR?
“Girl, You Know You Gotta Be Strong To Be Black.”
MeMeSode #4 is three minutes of Crystal and Donald going through lifes up and downs! That’s what marriage is about, figuring it out, together! They’re in the struggle of 2018!
I’ve been married since the beginning of time, so I can write stories about couples struggling with each until my last breath, which is what I intend to do. Those of us in long-term relationships understand that relationships are the place where we look at the ugly parts of ourselves, where we’re honest about what we’re feeling. It’s where…
“A revolution begins when the special ones
look within and decide how to make their lives and the world a better place,
propelling them into purposeful action!!!”
And so Donald must contend with the change that occurs after Crystal looks within and goes through her own personal revolution. They must go through it together because love bears all things.
But I didn’t write Love Bears All Things in my last post about MeMeSode #3, and for that, I’m sorry. So I want to correct that today. In that blogpost, I discussed the despair I felt when an actor, who happens to be white, left the set suddenly during the filming of MeMeSode #3. I stated that I poured my despair into one line, “It’s Time To Stop Trusting White Folks.” I stated that line, originally, was created to be funny, but without it bouncing off of the white actor, it came off as quite serious, especially considering the times we’re in.
But what I must communicate today is that despair caused by the acts of others doesn’t discriminate based on color. In MeMeSode #4, Crystal is in despair because of the demands that Angela, a leader in the Black Students Movement, is making on her life.
And if I had a dollar for every time I was betrayed or hurt by a Black person, I’d be a very rich woman by now! In a moment of despair, I’d write, “It’s Time To Stop Trusting Black Folks.” After my Mom passed, there were times when I was in a serious jam or really needed a helping hand. In those instances, my white brother or sister was often the one there for me. To them, I write, “I love you.”
And, lastly, I must always be clear: As a believer, I must love ALL people, regardless of the color of their skin. I must give any hurt and disappointment that I experience to God. I must always remember that we’re all doing the best we can in the moment. And that includes those who suffer from that ole, tired condition of being a racist, which I’m so bored with:). I love racist too and will always pray that their hearts are changed!
Whenever I feel too burdened or too tired to love others, for whatever reason, I sit my butt down, and I read 1 Corinthians 13. It gives me strength to carry on with a heart filled with love, which is, truly, the only way to live:
“If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal…
Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude.
It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth.
Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things”
This sweet scripture has carried me through despairing moments with love in my heart. It is the universal solution to a hurting heart.
Have a blessed day. See ya next Tuesday.