Christianity is a religion of action. Jesus’ messages are about living and sharing and demonstrating the gift of love. As we have pointed out, Jesus’ messages to us accent the verb: Ask and it will be given, Seek and you will find, Knock and it will be opened (Matthew 7)
God is the prime mover. All motion, that is actions, begin from the Divine. The Psalmist reminds us “Be still and know that I am God.” (46:10) It is important to note the actions of God, to “be still” and wonder as you experience the beauty around you, in nature, in people and in the cosmos.
Since light travels faster than sound, people may appear bright until you hear them speak.
Today’s one minute for Summertime.
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Armodoxy for Today: The Forgotten, Part 2 – Silence of the Friends
The Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., made this observation during his struggle for Civil Rights: “In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.” As a minister of the Gospel of Jesus Christ, he did not understand how a Christian, follower of Jesus Christ, could stay silent and be apathetic in the face of injustice and violence against others. In April of 1963, while arrested for civil disobedience, he penned the remarkable “Letter from Birmingham Jail” in which he echoed the Call of Christ, 2,000 years after Jesus walked the Earth, to care for your fellow human being. (https://letterfromjail.com) “Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere,” he said.
The “anywhere” in his case was the United States, particularly in the South. He lived through the injustice of bigotry and discrimination, manifesting itself in violence, hatred and apathy in the face of that injustice.
The “anywhere” at the turn of the 19th century was the Ottoman Empire where the Armenian population would come to be known as the first victims of Genocide in the 20th Century. One-and-a-half-million Armenians were slaughtered and killed in a mass program of systematic annihilation and ethnic cleansing. The headlines on the world’s largest and most widely circulated newspaper screamed the news of massacres, rape and murder – hangings, beheadings, death marches photographed. The Ambassador of the United States to the Ottoman Empire, Henry Morgenthau Sr. painstakingly detailed the atrocities committed against the Armenian and Greek populations. Despite the horrendous details of barbaric acts, the world stayed silent.
The Armenians were overlooked by the world. They were the forgotten. Seemingly good Christian people, who attended church regularly, and listened to the stories of Jesus, probably shook their heads in disgust of the atrocities, but were quiet about these things. So much so, that the silence was deafening.
“Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere.” The “everywhere” was not too far away. In 1939, Adolf Hitler on announcing his plans to invade Poland, was questioned by his military personnel about the feasibility of such an invasion. What would the world think? What would the world say? What would the world do? Hitler infamously responded, “Who, after all, speaks today of the annihilation of the Armenians?”
Forgotten. Yes. It didn’t take long. Only fifteen years after the end of the Armenian Genocide, it was forgotten, because it never entered the consciousness of the people. It makes us think about our reaction to violence, war and even genocide today, in Gaza, Sudan, Congo, Ukraine today. We’ll get there, tomorrow.
For today, I’d like to share with you a prayer which is my answer to Shnorhali’s nineth hour of prayer, Lord Jesus Christ, you who opened the eyes of the blind man, open our eyes which are blinded by hatred. You who gave hearing to the deaf man, open our ears which can no longer hear the cry of babies. You who loosened the tongue of the mute, open our mouths so we may share our voice for justice. You who restored strength in the legs of the paralyzed man, give us the stamina to walk to bring aid. You who opened the hearts of those who hate, open our hearts to give to those in need. Amen.
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Her name was Marie. Some called her Mary, once or twice, Maria. To me, she was grandma.
She was the oldest of six children. She was married and had two children herself before her life changed drastically. Her small family found refuge in the home of her parents, where they lived until they were exiled. Political unrest was all around her, and there was news coming in regularly of killings – individual and mass – in nearby villages and towns.
Marie was forcibly removed from her home, but only after her father and husband were seized and taken away, leaving the household with women and children only, an easy target for rape and physical brutality.
It became apparent to Marie that the government’s plan was much greater that singling out her family or her town. The government was executing a program of mass annihilation of an ethnic population, which later became defined as genocide, or for ease of understanding, “ethnic cleansing.” Marie didn’t understand why it was necessary to dumb-it-down to basic understanding. In fact, throughout her lifetime she had a hard time understanding why, people of seeming intelligence, upright moral character, people who would worship in churches, and praise God and proclaim the name of the Lord, why would these “nice” people allow such atrocities take place?
Marie died in 1985 in a bed in America, distanced by 70 years from the events that brought her to this country. Fortunately, she did not live to see, nor did she have the need to question the silence of the world over Bosnia, Rwanda, Darfur, Sudan, Congo and now Gaza. It was enough that she lived through the quiet world over the rise of fascism in Nazi Germany and the antics of the Pol Pot regime in Cambodia.
The great minister of the Gospel, Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King said, “In the End, we will remember not the words of our enemies but the silence of our friends.” It was addendum to his warning, “History will have to record that the greatest tragedy of this period of social transition was not the strident clamor of the bad people, but the appalling silence of the good people.”
Inspired by Shnorhali’s 10th hour, I offer this prayer today, All provident Lord, open my eyes to the hurt and pain in the world, so I may see the beauty of life in all. Open my ears so I may hear the cries of your children, open my mouth so I may speak against the evil in the world and promote peace, open my hands so I may work for justice, guide my feet to walk in the paths of righteousness, so that my faith comes alive in a life lived by your commandments. Amen.
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