I opened the cabinet door on Wednesday afternoon, and I was immediately faced with a decision. In Florida, cockroaches abound, so I wasn't entirely surprised when I found one staring back at me. However, I was tired, so I really just wanted to shut the door again and go back to what I was doing. The problem with that, though, is I knew that if I didn't face the roach then, I would probably face him later. Isn't that how those things work? So I decided to face him. I pulled a chair over, grabbed my shoe, and began pulling things out of the cabinet. My mom came into the kitchen and asked me what I was doing.
"I'm writing a blog post."
Of course! Because I usually write my blog posts standing on a chair in the kitchen looking into a cabinet. But in all seriousness, I started thinking about this little roach and the lessons he was teaching me. When I'm exposed to evil, I want to do the same thing. I want to close the cabinet door and pretend that I never saw it in the first place. The problem is, I did see it. I know it's there. That makes me responsible. If I don't face it, who will?
William Wilberforce once said,
You may choose to look the other way, but you can never say again that you did not know.
Slavery still exists, and you know about it. Will you face it? Will you do something?