…then the Lord God formed man from the
dust of the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life.—Genesis
2:7
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From the sidewalk, a cell phone caught the viral voice of God speaking through the mouth of a Black man forty days younger than me face down on the street pavement calling for his mama while a white man in uniform with his left hand in his pocket took his life by kneeling on his neck. I can’t breathe. George Floyd gasped these words twenty-seven times in the last nine minutes of his life. I can’t breathe. He was speaking on behalf of those Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. called “the other America,” those Jesus called blessed: the poor, the persecuted, the pure in heart, the meek and mourning, those who hunger for justice.
