Not my idea.
Feels better to rail against something, someone.
Troubling within, this growing gulf between them and us.
The Wall… promised to form a barrier between the United States and Mexico,” fully paid for by Mexico” is ahead of schedule, but off course. The wall’s growing within our country. We’ve done it to ourselves at an inestimable price to us and generations to come.
Like many of you, on both sides, I desire to heal, build bridges, while not losing sight of what’s off-kilter and needs to be righted to stay afloat, to be better, do better. My granddaughter’s not a professional protestor, but she’s already marched twice, protesting vile words, cruel labels and actions. She and her young friends protest to protect those who’ve been targeted as detestable, deportable or dispensable.
Maybe that’s the wall we really need, a cushioning wall of love and protection around the most vulnerable, at risk, unjustly targeted.
That’s how I see Jesus. Protesting injustice. Drawing a line in the sand, like a wall of protection for one terrified woman. Jesus daring her accusers to come into the Light. “If you’re without sin, throw that rock!” None tossed. No screams, just the sound of rocks falling upon rocks, one woman’s gasping gratitude and shuffling sandals of her accusers, backing away.
Yes, we must pray for our leaders. Yes, we must not jump to conclusions but give our president elect time to make better choices, say kinder words, show true concern for the good of all in this country, in our world.
Meanwhile, I’m challenged to the max through God’s command to love and Buechner’s reminder,
“The love for the less fortunate…compassion”
“The love for the more fortunate…rare.”
“The love for the enemy..this is God’s Love. It conquers the world”
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