The world feels very dark right now. The days are growing short, but
there is more to it than that. We are living in an atmosphere of
fear-mongering. We are living out a reality where not all lives seem to matter
the same. We are living in an epidemic of gun violence.
And the worst part?: it is all preventable.
And so we come together to pray.
Kimberly Knight, a Protestant writer, shared the following as a
response to this time of darkness:
No, my prayers will not stop the killing.
No, my prayers will not bring back the innocent.
No, my prayers will not relax the gnarled fist of hatred.
No, my prayers will not open the greedy hearts of those who profit from death.
But, my prayers can gently break
the silence of despair.
But, my prayers can channel my rage at the machine.
But, my prayers can embolden me to be the hands and feet of The Divine.
But, my prayers can encourage others of faith to awake, arise and act.
But, my prayers can channel my rage at the machine.
But, my prayers can embolden me to be the hands and feet of The Divine.
But, my prayers can encourage others of faith to awake, arise and act.
I do not pray for God to send us a
miracle.
I pray for God to remind us how to be the miracle.[1]
I pray for God to remind us how to be the miracle.[1]
I firmly believe that God's hands are my hands. And your hands, too.
And
I’m tired of political rhetoric of thoughts and prayers going to the victims of
gun violence and their families when I see no action accompanying those
thoughts and prayers. No attempt at being the miracle. Prayer is nothing
without action.
Prayer
– true prayer occurs when we are committed to doing our part as well. We pray
to work in partnership. We pray for strength to stand up. We pray for courage
to face down the murderers. We pray to keep the memories of our loved ones
close. We pray for endurance to see this fight through to the end.
A
majority of the American population support sensible gun legislation. Many gun
owners support laws that will make all of us safer. What we have is a gap
between what the leadership of the NRA wants and what their members want. It’s
a slippery slope they say.
Let me
tell you what a slippery slope is: it's when we condone gun violence by
shrugging and saying: what can we possibly do? It's when background checks are
deemed an assault on personal freedoms. It’s when guns keep flooding our
streets unchecked.
This
is the real slippery slope. This is the slippery slope to devaluing life.
You
know what. I'm not just tired. I'm angry.
We
should all be angry.
Leviticus
implores: do not stand idly by the blood of your neighbor.[2]
Well, here we stand and the blood is quite frankly pooling around us. It needs
to stop. When is enough enough?
The
world feels very dark right now. And so we light our lights. Different cultures
and religions add light, make light, celebrate light as darkness surrounds
them. Tonight is the fourth night of Chanukah, the Jewish people’s Festival of
Lights.
We
have this one candle that lights all of the other candles. It’s called the
shamash or the helper candle. Well, it makes me think we need more shamashes in
this world and, in this oh-so-sacred work of ending gun violence. We need more shamashes,
more individuals willing to be the light, to light the lights, to not hide away
in the darkness, but to share the light. To light the light for others around
them. To remind them that they need not sit in the dark. Alone.
Chanukah
is ultimately is about paying attention to the sacred. In a time when their
holy places had been desecrated and their very lives and way of life
threatened, the Maccabees rebelled and took back the sacred. They re-sanctified
that which had been ignored and desecrated. Well, we need to take back the
sacred, too. And that sacred is our very lives. And the lives of our loved
ones. We need to end gun violence. Now. Not one more.
Let us
take back our love of life. Every life is sacred. Let us be the light and light
up the night. Let us be the miracle that our world so desperately needs.
May it
be so. And if you will: Amen.
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