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Wednesday, March 21, 2012

It’s not that time….Elegy for a murdered son Trayvon Martin


To everything there is a season,
A time for every purpose under heaven
:
A time to be born,
    And a time to die
;
A time to plant,
    And a time to pluck what is planted
;
A time to kill,
    And a time to heal
;
A time to break down,
    And a time to build up
;
A time to weep,
    And a time to laugh
;
A time to mourn,
    And a time to dance
;
Ecclesiastes 3:1-4(NKJV)


“...I pray your death will not be in vain. We will stand for you and 
see that justice is served in your senseless murder.
 Rest in peace, dear son...rest in peace." JC
Sybrina, I cannot imagine your pain at sending a son to eternal rest; saying goodbye rather than saying goodnight.  I cannot fathom the hole in your heart, but this I know; “to everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven…a time to be born and a time to die,”… this cannot be that time. 

I too held a brown boy under my heart, carrying him as part of me until the day he came to the world.  It was a time to weep, and a time to laugh.  A time of great promise in America where I never imagined that being mother to a young black man meant I had given life to a gravely endangered species.  This cannot be that time. 


We give our sons both roots and wings, holding our breath as they learn to fly. You never expected Trayvon to take wing for the heavens so soon.  There is a time to plant, and a time to pluck what is planted.  Trayvon was yet so green.  It was not his time.


My son stood between his father, sister, and I in Washington, DC to hear a President who looked like him take the Oath of Inauguration in 2008.  That same year, the Children’s Defense Fund reported a firearm death rate for black boys ages 15 to 19 more than four times higher than for comparable Whites.  What time is this?

It is said that love, endless and relentless, redeems all wrong.  Just how much time does that take?  All I can do in tribute to the memory of your young prince is pledge my voice to the cause of Justice; offer my prayers to you and those that mourn; and assert that though there is a time to mourn, a time to dance will come. 

To everything there is a season.  Knowing this season cannot last reminds me once again that God is Good.  

14 comments:

  1. My sister....I can't for the life of me find peace in my spirit for this. I do not EVER want to get used to hearing that one of our children are murdered...by another one of our sons, or for ignorance sake. My heart aches for Sabrina...for her pain...for her lack of understanding. However, I know that God knows best...I know that when He reached down at took Trayvon's soul, that all was well.

    I hear Travon's screams in those recordings and I ache each time. I hear the calls of the concerned citizens and feel their anxiety and desire to want the screams to stop...but, my pain is replaced with rage when I hear the single shot...that very second when "him" lost all sight of the God that gave "he" breath, to have the audacity to take Trayvon's. Today, and everyday I feel that anger, I will ask God to forgive me and to forgive "him" for he knew not what he has done.

    Rest little prince...for God is nigh.

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    1. Once again, something you said sent me to my writer's room. I have ached since I heard about Trayvon, particularly that it took the media nearly a month to pick up the case since his life was abruptly cut short on February 26th. For all that has changed in America, much has not. Thank God for my faith...but my humanity makes my heart ache. I love that I've got praying sisters surrounding me to remind me to keep my head up. God sent you.

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  2. Heartbreaking that this is happening. Important that you share this ever-important message. Waiting for this world to become a better, more just, more humane, more kind, more loving place is so hard. How statistics keep growing in the wrong direction is unacceptable. Unacceptable.

    Thank you for your important stance and reflection. You are far from alone in your beliefs, but we need more people standing with us.

    Seeing beautiful. There's more of it needed though.

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    1. Lydia,
      thank you. I keep striving to see the beautiful here, but my eyes are clouded with tears...

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  3. It's a hard thing to read, but I did it anyway because of how hard it is to give up a child. Your a good writer. Many blessings.

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    1. Sue,
      Thanks for pressing through. If it was hard to read, it was at least as hard to write, but the story has been weighing down my soul. Thank you for your compliment. I try to write what God speaks to my heart.
      Peace and good to you.

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  4. well written and i couldn't agree with you more on all of this. beautiful tribute to a devastating story.

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  5. Katelin,
    Thanks. Glad you stopped by...
    Peace and good.

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  6. "When life gets particularly rough, there is comfort in that in an imperfect world, a perfect God loves us and abides with us through all things." It does not get any more imperfect than this, when cruelty and hatred tear our children from our arms. And we are not promised greater peace and more harmony in the future; we are promised less. Only heaven will relieve our suffering, and I cannot imagine greater suffering than this. I bleed for you, but it is a small thing. I praise God that Christ bled first and that, at least, brings hope.

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    1. Selah, and amen...there is simply nothing else to say. Thanks for stopping by and for your comment.
      Peace and good to you.

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  7. This was so beautifully written. As a mom, our fears shouldn't be that our sons will lose their lives so young.

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  8. This was so nicely written. Following you from WORLD BLOGGERS COMMUNITY HOP3.

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  9. I have such strong feelings and thoughts on this. I hope the investigation is done properly and this family can have some semblance of justice. Sigh.

    What is justice eh...
    we've been here.

    I'm your new follower from the WORLD BLOGGERS COMMUNITY HOP3
    Nice to meet you

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  10. This is a wonderful post! I hope that the police do the right thing with this investigation!

    I'm a new follower from the World Bloggers Community Hop3! I would love for you to visit my blog.

    ~Ola
    iluvtosave.net

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