Tomorrow looks to be an opportunity for many of us who are honored with the privilege of a pulpit. Yes, I pray my fellow clergy people will deliver a message of hope…but I also pray they will not be so timid as to ignore the events of this past week in American history and find themselves years from now on the wrong side of said history.
What am I going to say tomorrow? I’m still not entirely sure. I’ve listened to pastors, rabbis, and priests pontificate over the past four days about their own desire to transcend the political rhetoric and not stoop down to the place of protestors and sore losers. Any other year, I might applaud such a high and lofty goal.
Not this year.
No, I believe the few who have been granted the right to speak and lead should do just that – speak and lead.
I ask for your prayers today and tomorrow as I continue to wrestle with the words form Isaiah 6 and seek to proclaim a gospel of love, hope, and prophecy, even when it would be so much easier to settle into a rhythm that rolls along with the tide, instead of paddling against the current in an effort to get where we need to be.
No matter what happens, we are all in the same boat together. Blessings to my sisters and brothers who speak out for those who have no voice, who identify injustice and work to right it, and for those who will not allow fear and hate to overcome the grace and hospitality of Jesus Christ.
And with that, the Michigan part of the mid-term elections are complete. Let the hyperbole begin via social media.
Because that’s all I saw this morning – people either screaming at one another for their failure to vote correctly or lauding this election as America’s finest hour. One person I truly respect went on a rampage on Facebook talking about how her state is made up of illiterate morons. Another bemoaned the failure of his particularly favored ballot measure and predicted the end of life as he knows it. And yes, there were the inevitable “moving to Canada” comments.
In our increasingly polarized political culture, we seem to go to the extreme with everything. It’s not just an opposing point of view, it’s a the wrong way to think/act/believe and you are demonized for your lack of orthodox uniformity.
On election eve, a group of well meaning folks met up at Dublin Square here in East Lansing to talk about faith and civic polity. How much of our participation in government is (or should be) based on our faith perspective and religious ethic. The group seemed torn on this one. What is the role of our faith community when we look for influence on our political leanings and action? Do we seek that guidance? What does our theological diversity provide in this discussion?
Not sure what I was hoping for this morning but I’m positive I didn’t find it. At the end of the day, I guess I wanted something more, something unifying, something reconciled to hold on to. I’m guessing I was looking in the wrong places, because I still haven’t found it the way I expected it to appear.