So I was on social media only to run across a video that had
over 4,000 shares. It was a video of a
young girl with daisy dukes “twerking” her booty in the air on stage. This video was only 36 seconds long. In this
video the girl on stage was said to have a menstrual cycle stain on her shorts
as well her hair piece fell off. Embarrassing!
I see many videos on social media today. So many videos make me laugh, but all
I could do was look at this video and say this is very sad. I begin to read the comments below the post.
There were thousands of comments shooting the young lady down and slashing her.
People called her a 304 basically. The new term “THOT”. They said how nasty and
disgusting she was. She probably had
discharge from chlamydia and so on. People were saying really horrible things.
As I read these comments, it really hurt my heart. It wasn’t even me. I wondered how many people who were
commenting had ever had a moment where they did something embarrassing. How
many of them went to a party drunk looking ridiculous? How many of them went
out half-naked in they stilettos thinking they were cute? How many of them have
ever fornicated? How many of them have never made mistakes? But most
importantly, how many of them have taken time out their day to uplift someone
who didn’t even really deserve it.
I may not be the person to get on stage and twerk with booty
shorts on. My mama raised me better then that and those personal convictions
have kept me from making a lot of negative decisions. But I have made mistakes
and God’s grace has protected me. I have messed up in different ways. I haven’t
made the best decisions, but God’s grace is amazing towards me. I don’t feel
that it is in my character to judge or even say that it is nasty. All I can say
is that it is sad. Before God cleaned us
up and before he sent his son to die on the cross for our sins. We were all
nasty, but now in him we have “Amazing Grace”.
As I looked at this video, I didn’t want to tell this girl
that she was nasty. I felt like I just wanted to reach out and save her. I
wanted to reach out and give her a hug sister to sister. I wanted to tell her that you are beautiful
and demonstrate your talents and your worth through your knowledge to lead the
world. I didn’t want to tear her down, but lift her up. She had been torn down
enough, but who was there to lift her up. I begin to think I wish more women were like this,
but yet most are so quick to pass judgment. I want to see others do well! Maybe
it is the teacher in me. I want to be able to see my students grow up to be
successful. I want to see them conquer and surpass all the stereotypes in this
society. I want my African/African American boys to not get caught up in drugs
and jail. I want my African/African American sisters to be able to stand
against society’s expectation of broken hearts from premarital sex, STDS, teen pregnancy,
and so on. In order to see this then we must not judge those who may not even
deserve it, but encourage our sisters and even brothers around us. So let’s
start today and dare to be bold and different.
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