I am struck this week by what seems to be endless tragedy. Three mass shootings this month. The deaths of Sandra Bland and Samuel DuBose. The killing of Cecil the lion. And others. Unnamed. Unheard. But mourned nevertheless.
And yet, I hold out hope. While we do atrocious things. A friend today said something like, "It's not my image of God that needs hope but my anthropology." Sometimes it just seems like people are, uh, difficult to understand. We reject truth, we reject one another, we reject loving kindness. Sad.
I have, however, always believed that we are getting better. We know longer dump our trash out of the window. (We dump our trash into the ocean). But we recycle, compost, and do better. I didn't say it was speedy improvement! Unfortunately, I think we are in a deep dip within the general upswing of humanity. These dips or crisis have happened before. The last time I know of was during the pre-Renaissance time. But see! Much of the same attitudes and way of treating each other was present during that time. In fact, that is when the "big lie" was invented as a political tool. And boy, oh boy. Do we use it well today. I submit the recent Planned Parenthood video tape is an example of the big lie.
But it gets better. We slow down. Breathe. Begin again.
Listen to these words of Martin Luther King Jr.: “Truth crushed to earth will rise again. How long? Not long! Because no lie can live forever. How long? Not long! Truth forever on the scaffold, wrong forever on the throne. Yet that scaffold sways the future and behind the dim unknown standeth God within the shadow, keeping watch over his own. How long? Not long! Because the arc of the mortal universe is long but it bends toward justice.”
Music: "How Long" by Mark Miller (markismusic at youtube.com)