It is almost as if we have become immune to it.

It really feels like we have become inoculated from its lasting and damning effects.

It’s like life has given a prescription of a special kind of medicine, and we are told to take three pills in the morning, one in the afternoon, and another at night if we watch the news—two if is breaking news.

You know we couldn’t even get out worship last Sunday evening—I couldn’t even make it
the short drive down the street to my home on Sunday night without being arrested by what I was hearing streamed into my car from satellites orbiting the earth—-

Breaking News—There has been a mass shooting in California, northern California in the sleepy city of Gilroy at the Garlic Festival. We do not have all the details but we know that the blood of sixteen people has been thrown the ground. Four Dead, this includes the gunman.

Our hearts cry out Mercy

Our fists rise to call for Justice

Our mind moves, we take the pills life has told us to pop.

And our week goes on just like normal until we are interrupted again….

Breaking News—There has been another mass shooting, this time in border community of El Paso Texas at a Wal-Mart at 10 o’clock in the morning. We do not have all the details but we know that the blood of 46 people has been cast the ground—just six days later. The gunman has been apprehended, but not before 20 people were killed making yesterday’s mass shooting the deadliest shoot of 2019—as if some award is to be given to 21 year old young white man who wanted the “maximum Mexican causalities possible.”

And we could not rise to for worship this past Sunday without being bombarded with another interruption…

Breaking News—blood of the innocent continues to pour in the streets of American cities-this time Dayton Ohio. Twenty-seven individuals wounded and at nine other dead.

George P. Bush, the great-grandson and George Hebert Walker Bush coined the term the connects so many of these mass killings: “white terrorism.”

Make no mistake about it the presidential rhetoric tweeting at odd hours of the night and morning from 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue is not without responsibility for the racial animus in this country.

Nor can the National Rifle Association or American political leaders who continually fail to act, function as if they are without blood—the life of the innocent staining scarlet their hands.

Its like we have become immune to it.

It really feels like we have become inoculated from damning effects.

Because we cry and shout today because we know its wrong, but move on with our lives into the week that is before us—unless of course it is …

Our mother                                                                            Our church member

Our father                                                      Our co-worker

Our brother                           Our friend

Our sister       Our cousin

that has been taken—because now the regenerative power of the blood is no more.

There is simply just no way this morning that we can talk about the sanctifying blood of Jesus, without the talking about the sacrilegious spilling of blood in American city streets today and yesterday at the hands of white terrorists and the violent.