evidence: That image is not of the officer who was pinning George Floyd to the ground, killing him slowly and brutally. That image is wretched and causes shivers to run down my spine. But I’ve never killed a person. I am not overtly racist. Insert all the comments here about having black friends, black teammates, black members of the congregation that I pastor who I love deeply and appreciate greatly. I would never find myself in the same position as Derek Chauvin, the officer kneeling on George Floyd’s neck, hands in his pocket, casually looking at the camera. No, the haunting image I cannot get out of my mind, the one I wept as I watched the video and saw myself in, is that of the second police officer. Standing nearby. Rarely looking at George Floyd and Derek Chauvrin. Scanning back and forth, up and down the street. Telling the onlookers that it isn’t that bad. That George Floyd is fine. As I watched the video, I found myself pleading with that man to run over and push Derek Chauvin off of George Floyd. I was vocally begging him to do something. To go stop what was happening. [...] The time has long since come; action is required. In the same way I longed for that second office to push Derek Chauvin off George Floyd, it will take action to to overturn the systems that have their knee on the neck of those around us. That requires all of us.