But it feels like I have to say something!
I keep trying to find words to express my dismay…
- at a president who calls the free press “the enemy of the people.”
- at people who cheered when bombs were sent to people they disagreed with…and whose only regret was that they didn’t go off.
- at the constant barrage of shootings that are met only with “thoughts and prayers” but with no actions to try to make them less likely.
- at the hatred and fear directed towards families who are trying to escape the wars and violence that our government has helped create.
- at the idea that quoting the words of Jesus at an event talking about religious liberty can be seen as an attack.
- at an administration that is trying to legislate a whole class of people our of existence.
- at the voter suppression tactics that are making it difficult for people of color to claim their right to have their voices heard.
- at our unwillingness to talk with each other rather than at each other.
- at the constant demonization of specific groups of people based on race, religion, gender, ethnicity, sexual orientation.
- at the barrage of lies that come on a daily basis from the White House…and the lack of moral leadership.
- at my fears that we are well on the road towards the loss of our democracy, yet we are unwilling to recognize that.
There are probably many other things I could mention.
Yet at the same time, there are things that give me hope:
- the willingness of the Muslim community to step up to financially support the families whose loved ones were shot while worshiping–and their willingness to stand in protection at the synagogue.
- the standing room only vigil held in Kansas City last night with individuals from many backgrounds, communities, and faiths coming together in support.
- the voices of those who refuse to be silent in the face of injustice and hate.
- the courage of those who are willing to walk for miles to try to find safety and hope for their families.
- the courage of first responders.
And the words we choose to hear and the words we choose to speak can either divide us or bring us together.
Which will it be?