History Lesson

Today’s a new day! As we start this new week, America is celebrating Columbus Day. It’s a National Holiday. Many state and federal buildings will be closed. No school for many students. Columbus Day was designated a National Holiday on October 12, 1972. But who was this man named Christopher Columbus that so many celebrate? If you do not know the truth about this man, here is some history you probably never learned in school.

Did you know we celebrate a man who never actually set foot on modern-day American soil? Christopher Columbus never stepped foot anywhere on North American soil.

Until his dying day this supposed great explorer maintained that the land he had “discovered” was Asia and not a new continent. Columbus was wrong of course, and needless to say, he didn’t actually discover anything — “America” had already been inhabited for thousands of years.

For a long time, Columbus’ discovery of America was an universally celebrated event, both in Europe and America. I remember studying about Columbus in elementary school. Wasn’t there a song about him? But as awareness has grown about the catastrophic effect his supposed discovery had on America’s indigenous populations, it has increasingly been viewed as a disaster rather than triumph, and rightly so. As a direct result of Columbus “discovery”, indigenous Americans were enslaved, killed and oppressed to such a degree that a population of around 60 million in 1492, fell by 80–90% in less than 150 years. Facts! Not made up stories.

So if in 2024, you still think Columbus Day is something worth celebrating, here are five other reasons why it really isn’t:

He wasn’t a particularly good Navigator:

After studying a handful of his favorite books, including the journals of Marco Polo, Columbus became convinced that it was possible to sail directly west to reach the “Indies”, as China, Japan and India were then known as in Europe. He completely miscalculated the distance between Europe and Japan however, estimating it to be around 2,000 nautical miles when the real distance is closer to 11,000. Columbus was definitely a lucky captain, but his navigational skills left a lot to be desired.

He was selfish and dishonest:

On his first voyage, Columbus promised the crew on his three ships (Santa Maria, Pinta and Santa Clara) that the first person who spotted land would receive a lifetime pension. Land was first spotted by Rodrigo de Triana, a lookout on the Pinta, and thereafter by its captain Martin Alonso Pinzo, who notified Columbus. What Columbus did next was nothing less than shameful. He falsely claimed that he had spotted land a few hours before Triana and Pinzo, but that he hadn’t said anything in case it was a false alarm. He thereby claimed the lifetime pension for himself, cheating the rightful claimant out of both glory and a significant amount of money.

He was personally responsible for Brutality:

Upon arriving in the New World, one of the first observations Columbus made with regards to the indigenous people was the following:

“They do not bear arms, and do not know them, for I showed them a sword, they took it by the edge and cut themselves out of ignorance. They have no iron. Their spears are made of cane. They would make fine servants. With fifty men we could subjugate them all and make them do whatever we want.”

This was a sign of things to come. After Columbus established the first Spanish colony at La Isabela, on the north coast of Hispaniola (modern-day Dominican Republic), relations between the Spanish and the indigenous population quickly deteriorated. The natives were removed from their villages to work in gold mines and colonial plantations. This kept them from planting crops, leading to widespread starvation. Some committed suicide to avoid subjugation, others fled, but many rebelled. In response to the rebellion, Columbus ordered a brutal crackdown in which many natives were killed, and their dismembered bodies paraded through the streets. Within a few decades, only a few hundred of an original native population of 300,000 remained.

He was Stubborn:

Even after spending his whole career exploring the Caribbean, Columbus never at any point thought he had landed anywhere other than his intended destination, Asia. When confronted with evidence to the contrary, he simply could not conceive of the the idea that he might be wrong. Despite not finding any of the places that his favorite books described (places in China, India and Japan), he convinced himself that they were just around the corner. He even made his crew swear an oath that Cuba was not an island but indeed the mainland of Asia, and that China could be reached overland from there.

He wasn’t the first to travel from

Europe to America:

The Vikings sailed to, and colonized parts of Newfoundland, Canada, around AD 1000. Many believe that they sailed even further south, maybe as far as New Brunswick. In any case, we know for a fact that Europeans traveled to America almost 500 years before Columbus. There are also theories that the Irish arrived far before the Vikings, and that the Chinese and Polynesians may also have visited the Americas before Columbus.

So, there you have it; five reasons not to celebrate Columbus Day this year (or any other year).

Instead of celebrating the falsehoods of Christopher Columbus today, take time to remember the Native Americans who have been brutalized by “Conquering Heroes” over the decades. They are the only true Americans. The rest of us are immigrants from around the world. ~OC

Today in History

Sixty-one years ago today, Birmingham’s 16th Street Baptist Church was bombed, claiming the lives of four young girls. We can never forget how hate destroys. We must always remember to love and respect others. ~OC

A Question for White America

Today’s a new day! I have a question for white Americans. It’s not a trick question or a very difficult question to answer.

When was the last time the white population in America was locked up for simply being white? A will play the Jeopardy theme song for a few seconds to give you time to think…………………………………

Okay, I’m back. How did you do? Ready to share your answer? If your answer is anything, but zero you might need to take a history lesson. Because white people in America have never experienced being locked up simply for being white. Sadly that cannot be said for all. Let’s take a stroll down American History Lane…

Native Americans slaughtered and others put on reservations. Young Indian children sent to boarding schools to “Reeducate” them. Families torn apart forever.

Innocent people from Africa and other non-white countries brought to America and enslaved. Families torn apart forever.

During World War II, Japanese Americans sent to internment camps. Families once again torn apart forever.

Jim Crow laws that discriminated against African-Americans.

None of the groups mentioned above did anything wrong. They just happened to be born something other than white.

So when I hear so many white Americans complaining about their rights being violated or taken away, I encourage you to educate yourself on the true meaning of discrimination in America.

Oh in case anyone is wondering, I am a white American. ~OC

Our Choice

Today’s a new day! We can choose to stand up for truth and justice or we can continue to walk in the excuses of “It’s always been that way.” Our choice. ~OC

Old Friends

Today’s a new day! I woke up this morning, walked out on our balcony that overlooks my old high school (Twin Lakes High School / Palm Beach High School). It made me think a minute about some old friends.

Back in the day, I missed my friends on Summer Break. I loved a break from school. Loved getting to visit out of town family and playing sports all day. But a few weeks into the break, I would start missing my friends from school that did not live close by. Kinda felt like I wasn’t my whole self without them. No cell phones or social media back in the day. So between school and after school activities we would basically go from spending all day every day together to zero contact over the summer. Ouch. What was I gonna do call my friends on the phone that was attached to the wall several times a day and check in? Yes! That’s what a lot of us did back in the day. We made the effort to stay in touch. I fondly remember talking to some friends for hours on the phone.

As I reflect back on my high school years, I couldn’t wait for school to start back to see all of my friends. Yes, I was that person. Life was always better with friends around. I am thankful that God created me to be a person who really wants to connect with others. I can do the surface conversations, but I truly love having meaningful conversations. Always have. Of course being a teenage guy, that was not the norm. That’s probably why I have always had more female friends than guy friends. As I recall, there was not a lot of meaningful conversations with a lot of my guy friends back then. No real sentiments would be shared. I do not think we hugged back then. We would just be together, probably swap stories and just catch up. I am thankful for the few guys that were willing to open up and be real.

I look at my friends as family. I am blessed to still have friends from elementary school. I hope I have never taken my friendships for granted. But sadly, I probably have. For that I apologize. True friends are a beautiful gift. Especially when you’re young. Part of who we are today is because of the friends we had back in our younger days. Of course that could be a little scary. Haha!

As I continue walking through this crazy beautiful health journey, friendships mean a lot more to me these days. Every day is becoming more of a struggle for me at this time, but my days are brightened when I hear from a friend or a friend drops by. Especially when a childhood friend connects with me.

We were all created for relationships. Especially friendships. I believe in the old saying, you cannot pick your family, but thankfully you can choose your friends. My life has been blessed with amazing friendships. I am thankful for those friends who have chosen to walk with me through life. Especially those friends who have stayed by my side during this crazy beautiful health journey. You will never realize the difference you have made in my life. Thank you!

So today, take time to remember the beautiful friendships you have experienced over the years. Never take one for granted. Take time today, to reach out to a friend. You may just brighten their day. ~OC

Today

Today’s a new day! As I scrolled through social media this morning and watched the news, my heart broke with all the hate I saw. A lady in Atlanta trying to burn down the childhood home of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. All the antisemitism and hate against Muslims. The hate against Christians. As I scrolled through all this hate, I realized the as Christians we have to step up and act by shining God’s love and light on this hate and violence. We need to pray, to be sure. But those prayers must also be met with peaceful steps of action that respond to this unconscionable violence and evil with a resounding No.

This is not a call to activism per se. This is a call to truly be the hands and feet of Jesus. He provides an example of love for all, and commands that we do the same (Matthew 22:36-40.) But love is not only an emotion we feel for individuals, it is the basis and fuel for action. If we truly love all of our neighbors, it stands to reason that we must act when they come under attack.

The love of God never fails (1 Cor 13), but too often our love does. It fails each time there is an act of racism or hatred perpetrated and we remain silent. In those moments, when we choose not to speak up, to pray, to advocate for change and to educate ourselves and our sphere of influence, we are complicit. Our love does fail at times, and we have the power to change that.

As each of us watch the news or scroll through social media we see the evil of bigotry and racism. The violence we are seeing is where bigotry and racism lead. We need to speak up. Today, we have multiple ways to peacefully make our voices heard. We can talk to our families, speak with our children and co-workers about the realities of hatred and racism. We can engage in thoughtful dialogue online and make posts on social media. We can take steps in our own lives to demonstrate Christ-like, action-oriented love to everyone, and to our neighbors who may be the subject of this violence.

Let’s come together on these issues and decide in our hearts to take some step of action, right now. Today we can make a difference. ~OC

Drop Your Stones

Today’s a new day! With all the division in the world, it’s easy to throw stones at those we disagree with. My hope and prayer is we will learn to love and respect everyone God allows us to meet on this journey called life. I pray we will drop our life destroying stones.

Drop the stone of Hate.

Drop the stone of Fear.

Drop the stone of Division.

Drop the stone of Unforgiveness.

Drop the stone of Racism.

Drop the stone of Selfishness.

Drop the stone of Pride.

Drop the stone of Comparison.

Drop the stone of Political Parties.

Obviously I could add more, but I believe you get the point. Drop any stone that is distracting you from showing the love and peace of God. Blessings. ~OC

God and Justice

Today’s a new day! As I study scripture, I have come to the conclusion that faith in God and a desire to do His will goes hand-in-hand with standing for social justice. Honestly, I do not believe you can have one without the other. You cannot fully walk with Christ without serving the the least of these and you cannot fully serve the least of these without an understanding and faith in Christ. Without Christ, you will never fulfill more than the surface-level needs of those you are trying to serve.

This is where Christians needs to take a stand. We should be a fortress for social justice. If we were truly following the scriptures, Christianity would be synonymous with social justice. I think our faith and social justice should be so intertwined they cannot be separated from each other. As Christians, we truly need to be the hands and feet of Jesus. We cannot just talk about the different issues that plague our country and world. We cannot continue to deal with every tragedy by just expressing our thoughts and prayers. No, as Christians we need to stand up for what’s right. Even if that means being challenged by society or other Christians for our beliefs. I believe social justice is close to the heart of God. ~OC

At The Table

Today’s a new day! Let me say this loud and clear. God is not affiliated with any political party. If that statement surprises you, you might need to check your heart. Once again, God is not a Republican or a Democrat. He should never be used as a prop or weapon in political arguments. Sadly, God is often dragged into the political arena. His primary concern is not who’s in the White House or any political position. Obviously, Jesus cares for the needs of America, but he also cares for the needs of every country. Whether they love Him or not. It breaks God’s heart, when his people worship a political party or political figure. That seems to be a major issue among so many Christians today. If you call yourself a Christian, God should be the King of your life. Period!

Please hear me, I am not saying you cannot support your candidate, political party or country. That is your right. Please go vote. But your allegiance cannot be to a political candidate, flag or country. As a Christian, your allegiance should be to God. There will be moments in our lives where what seems to be in the best interest of America, or your political party will go against what God says is true. In those pivotal moments, you will have to choose who’s first in your life. Who reigns over your life?

This is not me pointing my finger at anyone or casting judgement. These are the types of questions we need to asking ourselves. These are the type of discussions we need to be having with each other. Even if we have disagreements. This is an invitation for all of us to sit down at the table. ~OC

Simple Days

Simple Days

Sometimes I miss the simple days. The days of riding my bike and playing street football with my friends. Not worrying about the trials of life. Always had a smile on my face. Life was about hanging out with friends. Planning the fun events of the day. Not stressed about the mounting bills to pay. I miss the days when the only bill I was worried about was the one on Schoolhouse Rock. Oh how I miss those simple days. I miss playing hide and seek on a hot summer night. Watching sports with my dad. Days spent walking around the mall. Excited about who we might see. Friday nights at the local skating rink. Oh, how I miss those simple days. Saturday mornings watching Looney Tunes and then listening to American Top 40, to hear your favorite tune. Oh, the simple days. The days of sitting in the yard talking about life with your friends. A life with less distractions. Oh, how I miss those simple days. Summer vacations with family and friends. Sitting around with a bottle of Coke, soaking it all in. Maybe lucky enough to catch a lightning bug in a glass jar. Make sure you punch some holes in the top. Oh, how I miss those simple days. The simple days when you could count the number of tv stations on one hand. Those days when your parents knew your teachers name. When teachers were held in high esteem. You may have thought about talking back to your teacher, but you realized you would have to face your parents at the end of the day. I miss the days when I knew my neighbors names. I realize those days were far from perfect, but sometimes I miss those simple days. ~OC

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