Leonard Pitts, Jr. is one of my favorite columnists, and to that end I commend to you his most recent column, Living In A Time of Hatred, We Are All Called To Witness, which promoted my thoughts put to words here.
As long as I live and breathe, I am, like it or not, a witness. Particularly in this day and age of connectivity, where I can stream live most anything anywhere in the world, the question is not whether I will see and experience things – I will witness. No, as Pitts writes, the question is not whether I will see and experience things, but a different question — “What kind of witnesses shall [I] be?”
The image that comes to mind is that of walking along a shore and finding a bottle, then finding the bottle has a message in it. That is kind of cool, and I could simply take it home, clean the bottle up, and put the bottle on the shelf, message still intact, unread. Every time someone visited I could show off the bottle with the message in it. Or, I could….
It occurs to me... 