I’m starting to understand the genius of Worship for Justice. By making the central focus worship, we can all find a place. Those of us who are less informed and/or feeling overwhelmed can be encouraged that God cares, and that he can act on behalf of his people. On the other hand, those of us who have had it up to here and feel like storming the gates can be brought back to center and realize that this is not our fight, and that in any event we must act in love and grace (particularly if we are trying to act in the name of he who is the embodiment of love and grace). So too for anyone else anywhere else on the spectrum. Or for people like me who vacillate between moral outrage and cynical despair. Worship is the great equalizer.
Today we stood in front of the Capitol to focus on God, and to speak truth to our governmental representatives. We had several speakers from Sudan, and a powerful sermon from a fiery Rabbi. Plus prayers and scripture and singing.
I felt a mite puny standing with a couple of hundred friends in front of such a huge seat of power. But the worship gave me hope, and the opportunity to act right then by writing a letter to several representatives added to my optimism and momentum. I did something, even if it was just a little bit. I’ll keep holding up my tiny candle and asking God to change this awful situation. Lord, have mercy.
“Justice is turned back, and righteousness stands at a distance, for truth stumbles in the public square, and uprightness cannot enter. Truth is lacking, and whoever turns from evil is despoiled.
The Lord saw it, and it displeased him that there was no justice. He saw that there was no one, and was appalled that there was no one to intervene; so his own arm brought him victory, and his righteousness upheld him.”