Last
week the best and worst of humanity was on display. A racist bigot traumatizes
a couple of teenage girls on a MAX train…three people come to their aid…two die
from the bigot’s violence…one victim says, “Tell everyone on this train I love them”
… a bystander steals one of the dying victims backpack…a man grabs some cloth
and tries to stem the bleeding in one victim. The best and worst of humanity in
a single tragic event.
I
cannot imagine how the best in humanity came to the fore in such a terrible and
dangerous situation just like I cannot imagine how someone could take advantage
of the situation for their own greedy gains. I cannot imagine how someone
justifies hatred and violence against others just like I cannot imagine people
rushing in to help. That’s really not accurate, I can imagine it all and that
is both a blessing and a curse.
I try to be hopeful. I have said before I am a
pessimistic optimist or an optimist pessimist, not sure which describes me best
and I may vacillate between the two. I want to believe that when a terrible
situation arises people will respond with the best parts of their humanity. I
have seen it and heard about it happening over and over and over again. This
gives me hope. This makes me feel that no matter what, humankind can find a way
forward that is right and good and just. That we can evolve out of our baser instincts
and into a more enlightened state of being. Those who stepped forward to
confront bigotry and racism and assist victims on that MAX train are shining
examples of this.
But
time and time and time again I see the worst of humanity on display. Random
acts of vandalism, racist rants, homophobic, Islamophobic, misogynistic rhetoric
and actions directed at so many powerless people (usually by white males).
Scenes like the one that played out on the MAX train. When this happens, I
worry that humanity is slipping ever closer to a point of no return where our
society will crash in on itself and we will revert to cave dwelling.
But
just when I feel that all hope is lost I remember what Martin Luther King, Jr.
said, “The arc of the moral universe is long but it bends toward justice.” I
remember that if I take the long view I see that human culture has progressed
in our evolution toward a common humanity, toward a more just and fair world.
There have been many fits and starts. Often it seems that after great progress
we slip back a bit. Sociologists will tell you that this is a natural reaction.
When great change and progress are made there are some who get so afraid of
that which is evolving that they react in nationalistic, tribal ways hoping to
stop the arc, knowing deep within that they can’t.
So,
I look upon the events on that MAX train and other things happening around our
country – pulling out of the Paris Accords, fake news accusations, travel
bands, inappropriate sharing of sensitive information… and I see desperation. I
see mostly white men trying to stem the flood of change and progress for
humanity that seems to be redefining reality in ways that frightens them. They
are trying to halt the arc of the moral universe and will not be able to
succeed because there is only one direction it can go, forward toward a
transformed humanity and a transformed world.
It
is sad that we must suffer through such tragic events as the one on that MAX
train. It is horrible that Rick Best and Taliesin Myrddin Namkai Meche had to
die and Micah Fletcher had to suffer such terrible wounds. It is unconscionable
that the President of the United States waited three days to condemn such
actions. It is heartbreaking to realize that people think the things that
hateful man thinks who would do what he did on that train. But we cannot let
events like this, no matter how tragic, blur our vision of what is slowly,
painfully emerging as we walk the moral arc to justice and peace for all.
Hang
in there you loving, peaceful, accepting, humble, righteous people. You are
faithful partners of God and Christ and your efforts – our efforts, prayers,
and support are helping bend the arc. The world is being transformed even if we
cannot always perceive it.
God,
listen to my heart. Hear my anguish. Hear my concern. Hear my plea for
strength. Hear my weak prayer for those I claim as enemy. Hear my commitment to
love and justice and peace. Amen.
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