Dangerous times...

Days of rage. That's what these are, misguided as they may be. Police officers are being shot on an almost daily basis for actions of a microscopic few who also just happen to wear badges.

As I said in an earlier post, I don't know all the facts surrounding the police shootings of two black men in two different areas of our country; I will not indict the officers involved because of that.

There are two sides to every story. Sometimes there are three. Victim, suspect...and the actual truth.

I DO know that three more police officers were shot and killed in Baton Rouge yesterday morning, and a fourth is struggling to survive. They were shot by a Marine veteran who was black, ostensibly in retaliation for the deaths of the aforementioned victims at the hands of police. But here's a question: where is the rage when a black American shoots another black American, an act that occurs much more frequently?

This senseless violence, no matter the race of the victim or the person responsible, has got to stop. Now. Today.

It is a divisive force, one that will shatter the unity of those of us who are proud Americans if left unchecked, and it is up to US to stop it. Vengeful, hate-filled rhetoric from activists and transparent attempts to blur truth need to cease.

I am fearful that it won't. I am fearful that the violence will continue, now with the city of Cleveland, this week hosting the Republican National Convention, in its cross-hairs.

I pray for the safety of law enforcement officers, convention delegates and attendees, even those who will protest the convention.

Pray for peaceful times.