I went on a run yesterday all by myself.
I had so many thoughts, and while I know my words aren’t enough, I feel the need to speak.
“Search me, God, and know my heart;
Test me and my anxious thoughts
See if there is any offensive way in me,
And lead me in the way everlasting”
Psalm 139:23-24
I spend time in the streets of our neighborhood at least once, if not more times, per day. Since I was a teenager, walking outside has always provided a solace for me. Walking gives me peace, especially after a stressful day at school, at work, or at home with my little people. I can’t wait to get outside to move my body and clear my mind. I listen to music. I pray. I smile. I wave. I take my babies with me and they wave and smile.
And while I always carry a form of protection due to some experiences I’ve had, 99% of the time I walk without fear. If for some reason something really bad DID happen to me, at least someone would do something about it.
That’s what I thought about on my run today. I can go for a run without fear of being harmed solely because of my skin color AND justice would be sought if I was.
It’s hit me hard that while I can have these assurances, so many of my brothers and sisters can not and have not. So many do not have the comfort of getting outside, going for a walk, or just being a person in this world without their life, or the life of a loved one, being in danger.
Ahmaud should be alive today. His mom shouldn’t be alone this Mother’s Day. What happened to Ahmaud, and many other people of color, is evil. The fact that something (the bare minimum) is just now happening is wrong.
If you feel the same, and are (like me) unsure what you can do next, I would love for you to join me in praying Psalm 139:23-24 and following some amazing folks moving forward for justice. You’ll find their posts and handles in my stories.
I don’t have the right words. Or the right next steps. I know these friends do. So I’m going to keep praying. And keep listening. And keep moving. #irunwithmaud ❤️
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