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Just before the National Guard entered the scene to ascertain with might who’s right—I caught a glimpse of Jesus carrying a Black Lives Matter sign.
You won't see Him in videos and photos of police lines, damaged cars and buildings, or angry youth with bricks and triumph.
He is standing among the orderly majority of marchers, no longer dramatic enough for the media. This cross burns more brightly and the uniforms all match.
But Freddie is not there, is not tempting retaliation, not trying to be both protagonist and villain, but slain and still in the hearts of the weeping and determined populace wanting new shows with different plot lines and unities, ones showing a will to grow relationships beyond fragile peace into solid justice.
Point cameras at the majority and see the roses blooming despite thorns; emphasize the positive and give up the poorer profit which is Judas’ share.
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