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Why does it take such terrible tragedies to bring us all together?


Messenger Staff

“Dear Heavenly Father,

We sure do need you down here in Kentucky.”

That was a simple prayer I said at one point last Saturday as I fought back tears watching video after video of the death and destruction that has befell my beloved Bluegrass State. As I sat back reflecting today, I realized He was already here long before I asked.

A CNN reporter had interviewed a black man Saturday who had been searching the rubble all night at the Mayfield candle factory and was begging and pleading to find his wife who had been working inside when the tornado hit. The CNN reporter wasn’t spinning propaganda; she was just doing her job in an interview that was raw with emotion. There was no racism; only heartbreak for a poor man who had more than likely lost his wife. How much melanin he had and how little I have was as mute of a point as has ever been made. This ol’ country boy was fighting back the same tears that flowed so freely down his face. Ivy and Janeen Williams, I don’t know you, but you are still in my prayers.

The Governor was at a press conference, choking back tears, as he spoke of the devastation especially in his family’s home town of Dawson Springs. There was no Democrat or socialism. There was just a man elected, for better or worse, to lead this great state, and he was struggling like hell to keep from breaking down in the wake of such devastation. The same repeated when other leaders spoke. They weren’t Republican, or facist, or white supremacist. They were just men elected to represent their districts, struggling to deal with the grief.

It repeated over and over again this past week. There was no white or black; there was no men or women; there was no Democrat or Republican; there was no gay or straight. There were only heartbroken humans who had been stripped free of all the ridiculous labels we use as a society to separate, divide and vilify those who don’t always think the same as us.

In the middle of this historic, devasting tragedy, God pulled away all those man-made labels and brought this Commonwealth back together. As County after County rallies to bring aid to so many devastated communities across this state, no one is asking if they are Republican or Democrat before they render aid. No one is asking if they’re black or white. No one is asking if they are for or against abortion. No one is debating if they are for or against vaccination. None of that matters.

I love watching my fellow Kentuckians, and fellow Americans for that matter, rally to the call during this dark hour for my brothers and sisters in western Kentucky. God knows they are suffering and aid is being delivered.

I just don’t understand why it takes something like this for us to allow God to open our hearts and remember that we are ALL just humans, trying to make it through the next day.

We don’t all think the same, we all say garbage we shouldn’t when we get angry but we all have a beating heart that unites us through it all when we let it. Why can’t we be like this when things are going good. To borrow a few lines from the Mayor of Kingstown: “What is it about people that makes them want other people to fail? What is the evolutionary reason for that to exist?”