Monday, April 27, 2015
Wednesday, April 15, 2015
Wednesday (April 15, 2015).
I am in a much bigger city now and I am so very grateful for that. Malakal was quite small. I have heard that the weather in Malakal was more pleasant than Juba so I know that I am in for some real heat.
The walk that I have to the bus stop to go into the college, and then back to the apartment when I return from the college is long enough that I feel I have had some serious exercise. I did have a woman tell me today as we got off the bus (this word is used loosely) at Juba (the name of the bus stop) that there was another bus I could take up to Hai Cinema where I live. I chose to hoof it.
The buses are small and densely packed. On the way to the college I am trying to sit in the front of the buses so that I can see where I need to get off. This morning that meant getting into an empty bus and waiting for it to fill up. Getting in is like getting into a truck. I realize that I need to work on my arm muscles.
Getting out of the buses is another matter. In the front it isn't as bad, somewhere I slide off of the side of the bus. Getting out of the side is a nightmare. I told the young man who was opening the door as I got back to bus stop Juba today that the buses aren't made for older people. I usually find someone willing to literally lend me a hand. Actually jumping brings to mind the thoughts of broken bones....
I am able to do my "grocery shopping" on the way home. I'm having trouble getting onions this week as I keep missing the vendors that sell them when I get off the bus at the home stretch. When traffic is errratic and I am dodging motorcycles, cars and buses of different sizes as well as the motorized rickshaws, I can't always get to where I would like. Although the skill of dodging traffic as I cross streets is coming back to me! At any rate, I am learning where the stores are that have the yogurt (yes! there is yogurt, albeit probably whole milk based v nonfat), where there is Halva, margarine, jam, etc. I stopped at a particular store today for yogurt and asked the male clerk if he could tell if they lady across the street was selling bread. I told him I like to support her....and then I explained that I think it is nice to give my business to different stores and not put all of it in one place. He may have caught what I was saying....
She gave me my three rolls for two South Sudanese pounds....in South Sudan people still scoop food with their hands, I am working on "training" the young girls (as are some of the other Mission Co-Workers), the grown ups are a little more difficult.
Further on the dirt road there were three young girls dancing....they were very cute....if my camera had been handy I would have tried to get a picture.
Speaking of pictures...I am going to try and get a phone here in Juba that has a camera. I have come to feel the need to take pictures without people seeing that this is what I am doing. There are so many pictures that I see everyday and feel unable to snap because this is not the safest place in the world. The garbage piles in the middle of the streets is one of those pictures.
More later....
The walk that I have to the bus stop to go into the college, and then back to the apartment when I return from the college is long enough that I feel I have had some serious exercise. I did have a woman tell me today as we got off the bus (this word is used loosely) at Juba (the name of the bus stop) that there was another bus I could take up to Hai Cinema where I live. I chose to hoof it.
The buses are small and densely packed. On the way to the college I am trying to sit in the front of the buses so that I can see where I need to get off. This morning that meant getting into an empty bus and waiting for it to fill up. Getting in is like getting into a truck. I realize that I need to work on my arm muscles.
Getting out of the buses is another matter. In the front it isn't as bad, somewhere I slide off of the side of the bus. Getting out of the side is a nightmare. I told the young man who was opening the door as I got back to bus stop Juba today that the buses aren't made for older people. I usually find someone willing to literally lend me a hand. Actually jumping brings to mind the thoughts of broken bones....
I am able to do my "grocery shopping" on the way home. I'm having trouble getting onions this week as I keep missing the vendors that sell them when I get off the bus at the home stretch. When traffic is errratic and I am dodging motorcycles, cars and buses of different sizes as well as the motorized rickshaws, I can't always get to where I would like. Although the skill of dodging traffic as I cross streets is coming back to me! At any rate, I am learning where the stores are that have the yogurt (yes! there is yogurt, albeit probably whole milk based v nonfat), where there is Halva, margarine, jam, etc. I stopped at a particular store today for yogurt and asked the male clerk if he could tell if they lady across the street was selling bread. I told him I like to support her....and then I explained that I think it is nice to give my business to different stores and not put all of it in one place. He may have caught what I was saying....
She gave me my three rolls for two South Sudanese pounds....in South Sudan people still scoop food with their hands, I am working on "training" the young girls (as are some of the other Mission Co-Workers), the grown ups are a little more difficult.
Further on the dirt road there were three young girls dancing....they were very cute....if my camera had been handy I would have tried to get a picture.
Speaking of pictures...I am going to try and get a phone here in Juba that has a camera. I have come to feel the need to take pictures without people seeing that this is what I am doing. There are so many pictures that I see everyday and feel unable to snap because this is not the safest place in the world. The garbage piles in the middle of the streets is one of those pictures.
More later....
Tuesday, April 14, 2015
Juba. April 2015.
Sunday the 12th:
This past Sunday, the Sunday after Easter, I went with three other Mission Co-Workers to a Presbyterian Church of South Sudan worship service. It turns out that the church was/is an IDP (Internally Displaced Persons) camp.
The church itself is a solid canvas tent with floor, sides and ceiling in one piece and it is double thick. There is no power, thus no fans, and so the flap doors must stay open for air. What was very noticeable were the flies.
There were open piles of garbage in many places, and the disease carrying flies were infesting them. All through the service people were shooing them away and the little children had them on their eyelids and faces. While mosquitoes bring the malaria, the flies bring intestinal problems that will result in diarrhea and vomiting. Apparently people have been taking garbage in plastic bags and emptying the bags on the piles instead of putting a closed bag on the pile.
To make matters worse someone (government perhaps?) is trying to get the people to leave the camp and the water has been shut off. The smell of open and raw sewage permeated the air as we walked to and from the church tent.
I learned from this experience that this is an "open" camp. This means that there is no curfew and residents don't have to register so they are free to come and go as they please, or to move if they find something better.
Monday and Tuesday:
I was reunited with two of my teaching colleagues and other staff at the new location for the Nile Theological College in Juba. The new building that has been worked on is quite nice and such a vast change from the previous one that I am very happy. It is going to make teaching much easier. There is even electricity!
Today, Tuesday, God sent an angel to help me get back to the apartment. Monday I was assisted in getting to and from the college by a fellow co-worker. Today I was on my own. Going there the bus driver remembered me from yesterday and stopped where I needed to go even before I asked!
Upon leaving the college I found the place to stand and wait for the bus. There was a young South Sudanese man also waiting. People kept sneaking on the bus in front of me. It is so difficult here sometimes as I do not want to be rude, and the politeness can make a very long wait.
The young man asked if I wanted to walk to "Juba", the bus stop near the apartment. I laughed and said no. So then he hailed what is essentially a motorized rickshaw, I am not remembering the correct name. Khartoum had many, many of them and I used them often going home from NTC in Khartoum. The rickshaw brought us back to the bus stop and the young man refused to let me help pay for the ride. Pure kindness.
I am so aware of how often God has sent people to light my path. In Malakal the few times that I actually had to walk in the dreadful and dreaded mud, people came alongside me and held my hand. In Khartoum when I took buses people would pay my fare because I was a foreigner or would get the bus stopped when I was supposed to get off. And here in Juba God is still lighting my way through the kindness of strangers, as well as friends.
Saturday, April 11, 2015
Wrapping up UN CSW59 from NYC March, 2015.
Finishing up notes from the UN Commission on the
Status of Women (CSW) in NYC. March,
2015:
Issues that came
up in the workshops (parallel events) that I attended during the course of the
week I was there:
*Economic
disasters such as crop failures and climate change are eradicating some of the
industries in which women have traditionally participated in order to earn a
living. Climate changing is having a
devastating impact on industries such as fishing. In some places there are no longer enough
fish to sustain communities, many people are having to migrate to new
communities, which in turn has impacts on the host communities.
These economic
realities have a negative impact on women’s abilities to support themselves and
their families. Yet in disaster planning
women’s voices are not sought out and included in this very thing that will
have long term consequences in their lives.
Often the priority for resources after disasters is given to boys.
*Lack of access to
reproductive health services. There is
an enormous need for comprehensive sex education.
*There is a need
for more women to be active in politics in order to advocate for women and
women’s involvement in the world processes that impact women.
*Women 20-30 do
not know their rights, including their reproductive rights. There is a need to improve the lives of women
living with HIV/AIDS.
*Wives of
migrants, prisoners, etc., have HIV/AIDS.
There is stigma and yet educated religious leadership can become a part
of the solution by educating the public.
*In Pakistan with
religious fundamentalism, because of early marriage young girls are more
unprotected (and having sex with much older, experienced husbands), have less
economic ability and less rights of land inheritance. The younger a girl is the less likely to know
her sexual and reproductive rights, she is easier to control.
*The United
Nations in now calling women’s rights “human rights.” Everyone benefits when human beings are
treated equally and have equal access to education and the decision making
levels of government. This brings us
again to the addressing of the issue of having women in politics, especially
women who desire to change the lives of other women. This includes addressing the vital issue of
how to prevent violence against women.
*I personally
reflected on the mechanisms of power in the United States. I used to naively believe that anyone born on
United States soil could become President.
As I am increasingly exposed to new perspectives on power and life I
realize that there are mechanisms in place for creating leaders in the United
States and presumably all countries, all systems.
There are, for
instance, Ivy League Universities where people are shaped and mentored and
learn about power, developing important relationships. I personally believe that this may be the (or
at least a) level where a great deal of decision making and foreign and
domestic policy takes place.
*Corruption is a
huge factor worldwide. Where does the
money go that is meant to empower and enable women and bring change to the
lives of millions, village by village?
*Issues that need
to be/and continue to be addressed include:
early marriage
unregistered
customary marriages that give no rights to the wife
economic justice
structure
reproductive rights
of women
breast cancer
violence against
women – particularly in rural areas
the stigma of
HIV/AIDS, the stigma faced by grandmothers raising the children of their daughters who have died of HIV/AIDS, the financial issues faced by these
grandmothers
These things
(listed above) are hidden and are not publicly discussed.
*Men find ways to
hold onto power – violence can take the form of the militarization of
society. When war ends there is trauma
and HIV in women.
Results:
Challenging the
status quo
Meeting as women
to convene power
Building
leadership around peace and security
Trying to rebuild
women’s bodies
A beautiful truth
that I heard:
Women may have no
office, no CV, they can use
themselves as a role model to give others hope.
They and their lives become
their CV. Women’s narratives become
resources.
HIV is better than
Ebola. HIV gives time, Ebola takes it.
Colonialization
took power from women and gave it to men.
I think this is something that Americans, as a colonial power, need to really
look at. This is a legacy. Not a good legacy, but it is one.
CEDAW, the people
who are against it don’t like the portions dealing with women’s reproductive
rights. They don’t want women to have
control of their own bodies. Monitoring
and accountability are the teeth that are missing from the CEDAW document. This reminds me of the current issue with
Iran and the nuclear power treaties that in progress. Men really do not like being held
accountable, or to trust others with power.
Finally: The United States is not good about ratifying
international treaties.
My impressions
today, April 11, 2015, as I wrap up this summary of what I heard and learned at
the UN CSW in March, 2015: Women are
treading water. We have a long way to go
and just as with many issues in the world, change is very slow. We can hold hope in knowing that slavery is
now illegal, women in many countries have the right to vote and in many
Christian denominations women are ordained as clergy and are in leadership
positions as heads of church bodies. We
know that change can and will take place.
I grieve for the women that need the change right now, or needed it
yesterday.
At the moment the
three issues that seem most urgent to me are:
1. Women’s
participation in the political arena
of the world. This is not merely a woman/women suddenly walking into a
board room. This is girl children being educated through primary and
secondary school and going on to University. This is girl children
learning to think critically and understanding their worth as daughters
of God.
2. Addressing violence against women. This is not merely women being hit or
beaten. This includes child marriage and
other ways of violating women and girl children.
3. Women’s access to knowledge of reproductive
rights and services and the ability to obtain those services.
Amen?
AMEN!
Thursday, April 9, 2015
A picture hanging on a wall. A poem comes to life...
contemplation
unsung women
fetching water
washing clothes (by hand mind you)
hair, bodies, baby bottoms
making bread
laying table
water running -- or not, as the case may be....
dishes
being
washed.
time for thinking
passing wisdom --
weary feet, patting hands.
Rev. Debbie Blane
contemplation
unsung women
fetching water
washing clothes (by hand mind you)
hair, bodies, baby bottoms
making bread
laying table
water running -- or not, as the case may be....
dishes
being
washed.
time for thinking
passing wisdom --
weary feet, patting hands.
Rev. Debbie Blane
Framework.
CSW59:
Much of the CSW
was framed around CEDAW. CEDAW is the Convention on the
Elimination of All Forms of Discrimination Against Women. From a postcard addressed to U.S. Senate
Leaders: “CEDAW is a landmark
international agreement that affirms principles of fundamental human rights and
equality for women around the world.
Ratifying CEDAW
will strengthen the United States as a global leader in standing up for women
and girls. The US. Senate leadership
should continue our country’s proud bipartisan tradition of promoting and
protecting human rights by making CEDAW a priority and ratifying it now.”
The three
highlighted objectives of CEDAW essentially match two of the three critical
global issues for World Mission as defined by our International Partners in
conjunction with World Mission personnel.
The World Mission critical global issues are: Education
(particularly females), stopping violence against women and girl children
(reconciliation) and Evangelism . The
CEDAW goals are: Stopping violence
against women, ensuring educational opportunities and increasing political
participation.
Increasing
political participation involves a number of things. One must be educated in order to access to
halls of power. There must be
in a process of reconciliation in order to recognize that there are different ways of
leading and that the contributions of 50% of humanity (female) are just as
important as the contributions of the other 50% of humanity (male).
On to the UN CSW59 itself....
CSW59 Preliminary:
Notes that I have
from the three orientations that I participated in before the official start of
the CSW59 include:
In terms of the
slow progress of things like the eradication of violence against women, of
educating equal amounts of girl children with boy children, etc., someone made
the statement, “maybe we are working on changing the wrong things.”
Someone else
suggested that for me it is just normal to have 88% men and 12% women in
parliament. The world is affirmative
action for men; men are competent until proven otherwise. Women are incompetent until they prove otherwise.
Giving birth
should not limit and define a woman’s life.
Patriarchy divides women and leaves some women behind.
Trying to change
within the existing patriarchal paradigm is not permanent change. Instead we must change the paradigm. The world must change, not the women. Change begins at the bottom and transforms
the top.
A statement that
was very eye opening for me was: There
are thousands of women’s NGO’s (Non-Governmental Organizations). What we lack is being in politics where
economic power can be challenged and also accessed.
I, Debbie, would
personally also argue that interpretation of Holy Scripture has a huge influence on the
lack of forward momentum for women.
Christian Scripture, the Muslim Quran, etc., can hold human beings in
cultural prisons. Women and men who see Holy
Scriptures through a liberating lens need to become scholars that can help
leadership and grassroots re-interpret and free the Holy Scriptures, whatever
the religion. Scriptures were written by
men in specific cultural contexts and are treated as though they are written in
stone. I believe that the stone of culture needs to be shattered
so that the life giving revelation of Scripture can be brought forth and renew
humankind. As a Christian I clearly focus on the Hebrew Bible and the Greek New Testament. I include the Muslim Quran and other literature considered holy by other religions because the United Nations is made up of the global community and this includes other faiths as well as Christianity.
The Louisville beginning of the UN CSW59 adventure....
March 6, 2015
Friends,
For three days now
I have been trying to get from Louisville, KY to NYC for the United Nations
Commission on the Status of Women (CSW).
I am hoping and praying that the third try is the charm. So here I am at the Louisville Airport at
4:45 a.m., having been picked up by a taxi at just after 3:30 a.m. I’ve checked my bag, been through security,
bought bottled water and Diet Coke, my cold caffeine. Now I am sitting in front of a TV screen that
is showing CNN and beginning my reflections on the experience I am beginning as
I participate in the CSW in NYC.
Debbie Journey
Continues.
My attempts began
on Wednesday as my first flight was cancelled and I waited at the airport for a
late afternoon flight that continued to be bumped back. I admit that I gave up on that one after the
third time change. It turns out that it
did fly, but it appeared to me at the time that it would be cancelled.
Thursday I
actually made it into the plane and we were almost ready to taxi out to the
runway when the word came that a Delta flight had gone off the runway at
LaGuardia, closing the airport in NYC to incoming traffic. We were taken back to the gate and in due
time the flight was cancelled. The late afternoon
flight was cancelled as well, LaGuardia was said to be closed until 7:00 p.m.
at night and conditions were worsening there.
So today I am
again at the airport hoping that this very early morning flight takes off. If it does not I will have to try to catch a
later flight today or even go tomorrow.
If this early morning one is not successful I will end up missing some
or all of the Presbyterian Orientation that begins today.
Yesterday as I
learned that I would not be able to get out of Louisville until the next day,
today, I headed out to the cab/taxi coordination booth at the airport. I was able to quickly get a cab and get
home. Before the cab came I found myself
upset because of the condition of the teeth of the coordinator. He was missing so many of his teeth, at least
in the front, that there were only one or two on either side of his mouth.
I have noticed
this over time with people who work in low paying service jobs in this country
(USA). I found it distressing that all
people in this country are not cared for in the ways that all human beings
should be. The health of the mouth is
basic and the mouth is the gateway to the body.
The taxi driver
last night was from Senegal, the one this morning was also from another
country, although I did not find out where.
I have noticed that more and more the cab/taxi drivers in the states are
men (mostly) from other countries. What
bothers me about this is wondering what occupation they had in their original
country. I have heard that often people
who were doctors and teachers, etc., can only find work in the United States
that is nothing like what they did before.
Taxi driving is an
honorable profession and there are people who love that kind of work. My bone to pick with it is when there are
people who are gifted in other ways and are forced to make a living at
something that has nothing to do with the gifts that they should be able to
share with the world. If I had to be a
taxi driver somewhere I would be miserable.
Okay, I am signing
off for now and am going to drink my cold water. Si an ar a.
A New Song: I have discovered a sermon that can be adapted to different settings and situaitons. This has been joyful just as writing new sermons is.
PRAY
“Let
My People Go”
Exodus
6:1-9
Crescent
Hill Presbyterian Church
Louisville,
KY
March
22, 2015
Rev. Debbie Blane
You know, the thing of it is that we are
all held in captivity. We are captive
to something.
Pharaoh goes by many, many names. Pharaoh is addiction. Pharaoh is a seeming inability to leave an
abusive marriage. Pharaoh is the belief
that God intends men to act as if THEY are God in the lives of their wives and
daughters. Pharaoh is the belief between
two men that they have the right to drag an entire country into their private
power struggle, as is happening right now in South Sudan.
To be human is to be held captive to
something.
Being God, which WE are not, is to desire
to free the captives and heal the prisoners.
In Exodus 6:6-9 God reveals the actions
that would free the slaves in Egypt.
They are actions that also would free the slaves now, today and in the
future. Because Exodus speaks to us, you
and me, just as much as it did to the Hebrews in Egypt.
God will:
1.
Take us out from under the yoke of captivity.
2.
Free us from being slaves to the captors.
3.
Redeem us with an outstretched arm and with mighty acts of judgment.
4.
Take us as God’s own people.
5.
GOD will be our God. GOD will be
our God. The abuser will not be our God.
6.
We will know that God is God, the One who freed us from captivity to the
yoke of bondage. The yoke of bondage to
someone, something or someplace.
When God speaks of possessing the lands
that were promised to our spiritual ancestors, we can know that this is a
promise to us as well. God will care for
our physical and spiritual needs. We
will possess a home that is safe and we will know that we are cared for.
This does NOT mean that the original land
of Israel is the promise. It is NOT the
promise. But it does mean that God
promises to take us from captivity and bring us to a place of love and safety.
Verse 9 tells us that when Moses spoke to
God’s people, to the people whose care was given into Moses’ hands, they did
not listen to him because of their discouragement and harsh labor.
Imagine what captivity would have been like
for the Israelites. They were in a
foreign land. In the beginning in that
land they had been treated with respect and love. They had been welcomed as a part of the people
who already lived in Egypt.
As Pharaohs were born, ruled and died and
new ones were born and rose to power the royal memory of the first Israelites
that had come to Egypt faded. A fear
developed and grew that the numerous Israelites would swell in number to be
greater than that of the indigenous population.
And so the Pharaoh who was Moses’ adopted
grandfather made the Israelite’s slaves.
The Israelites did the heavy lifting.
They made bricks, they built the buildings. They sweated and heaved and endured harsh
labor. And they cried out to the
Lord.
Do you do someone else’s heavy
lifting? Do you sweat and heave and
endure harsh labor? Are you a victim in
your own home, or do you know someone else who is?
Despite the thousands of years that
separate us today, here in Louisville, in the United States, from the Egypt of
the Pharaohs and the Israelites, despite the differences in cultures and
language: God speaks to us today through
this Scripture passage just as God spoke through Moses to the Israelites all of
those many, many centuries ago.
When we are in pain and when we are
burdened. When we are in prison, whether
a real prison or a psychological or spiritual prison, when we are held captive
to something in our lives that is not GOD, we can cry out to God. And God will tell that Pharaoh, that slave
driver who keeps us in prison to let us go.
God will tell that person to let God’s child go!
It may not happen automatically or
quickly. It may be a process of our
healing and being transformed by God into new people, as it was for the Hebrew
people of Exodus. It may be that God
will give us a new life and new people in our new life.
But we can know that just as God took the
Israelites as God’s own people and brought them out of the yoke of slavery in
Egypt, God will bring us out of our own particular slavery, our own particular
prisons.
When we despair, when we are frightened and
we feel alone, when our burdens are too heavy and threaten to crush us, we can
call on God for help. And God will
answer.
God will say to the demons: LET MY PEOPLE GO!!! And God will transform us so that the demons
will have nothing to hold onto. They WILL
let go.
The God of Abraham, Sarah, Isaac and
Rebecca and Jacob and Leah and Rachel is our God too. We know God through God’s child, Jesus. Abraham, Sarah, Isaac, Rebecca, Jacob, Leah and
Rachel knew God in a different way, but they did know God. And so did Moses.
And you know what? SO DO
WE!!!!!
We also need to remember that God is not
the God only of individual people and families, God is the God of economic
systems that display and practice systemic injustice, and of countries where the
leadership seeks to possess the power and control over other people that should
rightfully belong to God.
I was a Presbyterian Delegate to the United
Nations Commission on the Status of Women in NYC earlier this month. For a week I had the privilege of sitting
with women and men from around the globe, learning about the status of women in
many countries.
I learned that many people are now saying
that women’s rights are human rights, because when women are treated with
dignity, educated and empowered to be full global citizens, ALL people benefit
from the wisdom and strength that women bring to the table. This movement towards justice and equality,
towards the eradication of the Pharoah of patriarchy, is slow and sometimes its
pace is broken and then healed. I heard that the next level that this fight
for justice but be taken to is the political level, where the economic power of
Pharoah can be challenged and also can be resourced.
I learned about something called
CEDAW. The Convention on the Elimination
of All Forms of Discrimination Against Women, a landmark international
agreement that affirms principles of fundamental human rights and equality for
women around the world. CEDAW is an
agreement that Presbyterian Women supports and its hallmarks are: 1.
Stop violence against women; 2.
Ensure educational opportunities; 3.
Increase political participation.
This is not unlike the three global initiatives of World Mission of
stopping violence against women and children, educating children and the task
of reconciliation in the world that in many ways is what politics should and
could be about.
I learned that the United States has not
ratified this agreement. Presbyterian
Women suggested that our vote to ratify this agreement, as Americans, is
important for the world. As the global
leader of the free world, we must stand up for human rights, we must stand up
for women and girls. Who is our Pharoah? What false idol must we cry out to the living
God to free us from in order to be a part of the global journey to justice?
This week I read on line that 50% of the
population of the country of Syria is now on the move; internally displaced
from their homes and refugees in other countries as a result of the Pharoah
that is holding their country captive to unspeakable violence. Their President is playing Pharoah, he is
unable to let go of power and control and say, no more fighting, killing,
raping, bloodletting, do what is right for the well being of my people.
About a year ago in Nigeria the Nigerian
government responded ineptly and weakly to the kidnapping of almost 300 young
women and girls by a terrorist group which was able to take these females at
gunpoint from a boarding school in a remote area of the country. It was only after the parents somehow made
this issue known to the international community that the government began to
ask for international help in finding the girls. Power and control did not want to admit to
weakness and was willing to sacrifice these girls and their families on the
altar of their desire to play God.
What plan are they going to come up with to educate young women, AND
young men, when it is not safe to send them to boarding schools for their education? The school had guards and that wasn’t enough.
The
terrorist group is known as Boko Haram.
The name literally means, “Western education is forbidden.”
What can protect human beings from the kind
of demonic power that believes that it can do whatever it wants to achieve its
own ends and force its beliefs on the world?
Boko Haram has continued to kidnap and destroy and disrupt and cause
terror.
In South Sudan the power mongering of two
men has set the entire country on fire with war, displacing over two million
people, killing at least 50,000 people, turning male children into child
soldiers, and leaving the country on the brink of famine as a civil war has
raged for over a year now.
There is Ukraine where the eyes of Russia’s
lust for empire have split and divided the ethnic populations one from another,
people who have lived together peaceably for generations and years of
time.
The newest incarnation of evil is invading
American homes through the television set every day and every night. It is named ISIS, this particular
pharaoh. This pharaoh burns people
alive, beheads innocent journalists and humanitarian workers and appears to
hold the global community hostage as it acts out its doctrine of self-righteous
justice.
What should our response as Christians be
to these atrocities that are being committed, sometimes in the name of
Christianity itself? Our response
should be, LET MY PEOPLE GO!!! Often
because of our own Pharaohs, our own captivity to the status quo, our response
is to turn a blind eye.
When we ourselves are healed we can cry LET
MY PEOPLE GO on behalf of the people who are still captive and are too weak to
be heard by the Pharaohs of this world.
I think that as part of the worldwide Christian community we also need
to be considering, besides trying to kill evil with guns, what is the response
that Christ would have us make to evil?
Remember that at the beginning of this
sermon I said that in our own individual lives when we cry out to God to free
us from our Pharaohs, God will respond.
We will be changed and evil will no longer have a place to grasp
us. And this may take time.
We cannot expect this global evil to be
eradicated tomorrow. At the same time we
cannot be defeated by what is happening.
Pharaoh is running loose in the world.
How can we dig up the roots that are the underlying cause for this evil,
this Pharaoh, to have a stronghold in God’s world? How we can be a part of the world being
transformed as we ourselves have been transformed?
What does it take for Christians to get at
the roots of the poverty and ignorance, or the misplaced understanding that has
developed in an educated mind, that cause such evil to multiply and wreak such
havoc?
As an alternative to war, to cleaning out
or destroying that may produce more evil instead of eradication, we must be
asking Christ, how do we show such love, your love, that this hate, this evil,
this Pharaoh will be transformed?
Let my people go, let our people go and
thanks be to God for being our, and their, liberator, redeemer and sustainer.
God
opens wide God’s arms of justice and mercy and welcomes us, bids us to enter an
embrace that will free us and make us whole.
We just have to cry out and then accept the
invitation.
May the God of Abraham, Sarah, Isaac,
Rebecca, Jacob, Leah and Rachel boldly be your God as well.
May you find the freedom in your own lives
from your own prisons, from your own Pharaohs.
May the God who promises redemption fulfil that promise in your own life
and in the lives of those who you love, and in the lives of the neighbors who
surround you and in the life of our global community.
May God bless you and be with you as you
embark on, or continue, your own journey to wholeness. You know the saying, walk don’t run? Well in this case, out of prison into God’s
arms….run, do not walk!
And our God says: LET MY PEOPLE GO! And it is so.
Amen.
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