May there be no breach in the walls, no exile,
and no cry of distress in our streets.
Holy One, the walls have been breached.
Your people are crying,
and we are in exile in our own land.
What is this place where we now live?
Hate marches down city streets at the noon of day.
Abusers walk the halls of justice and power.
Children are stripped from their mothers’ arms and sleep in cages at the border.
Holy One, where are you today?
The evildoers hold the fortresses of power.
The exploiters of the poor grow in their wealth.
Your little ones languish in despair.
Calls of distress go ignored in the streets.
Where is our hope?
Where is our rescuer?
Come quickly, God of Compassion
Come quickly to save us.
This is my conversation with Psalm 144:14 from the Pilgrim Press Book, The Words of Her Mouth: Psalms for the Struggle. Image by David Ramos on Unsplash.com.
I’m wearing black to church today. I learned on Friday that today, nationwide, black churches are observing Black Solidarity Day or Black Lives Matter Sunday and wearing black to church.
At the Black Lives Matter prayer service in The Upper Room chapel, my colleague and friend, Candace, gently explained: Of course, all lives matter. They do! But we want to say that Black Lives Matter. It is Black children being killed in our streets, not all children.
I want to affirm that Black Lives Matter. Today, on this Gaudete Sunday in Advent, Black Lives Matter. Every day, Black lives matter.
Remember that Mary sang:
“My soul magnifies the Lord,
47 and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior,
48 for he has looked with favor on the lowliness of his servant.
Surely, from now on all generations will call me blessed;
49 for the Mighty One has done great things for me,
and holy is his name.
50 His mercy is for those who fear him
from generation to generation.
51 He has shown strength with his arm;
he has scattered the proud in the thoughts of their hearts.
52 He has brought down the powerful from their thrones,
and lifted up the lowly;
53 he has filled the hungry with good things,
and sent the rich away empty.
54 He has helped his servant Israel,
in remembrance of his mercy,
55 according to the promise he made to our ancestors,
to Abraham and to his descendants forever.”
– Luke 1:46-55 (NRSV)
Art from http://blacklisted matter.com.