Be
the Bridge
“If
Jesus, Moses, the Buddha, and Mohammed were to bump into each other on the road
and go have a cup of tea or whatever, I think we all know they would treat one
another far different and far better than a lot of their followers would.”
Brian
D. McLaren
Flipping
through my news feed this morning, I came across dozens of articles about
protests and street fighting, cars ramming into protestors, grown men prancing
around with long-guns, flexing their military gear. I did see one heartening
article about more than one hundred former law clerks of Ruth Bader Ginsburg
lining the steps of the Capital as her coffin was carried in for viewing. That
was quite a tribute. It made me cry. I also saw a quote on Facebook about the
fact that in addition to all the anger and division in America, there are also
people who are loving and smiling and kind to everyone they meet. Good to know.
I find myself searching for good news these days. It’s not an easy quest.
One
beautiful video I found, also on Facebook, was of a men’s acapella group
singing Simon and Garfunkel’s “Bridge Over Troubled Water.” Perhaps you
remember some of the lyrics:
“…When you’re down
and out
When you’re on the
street
When evening falls
so hard
I will comfort you
I’ll take your
part
Oh, when darkness
comes
And pain is all
around
Just like a bridge
over troubled water
I will lay me down…”
Isn’t that how it should be on this Sabbath morning? Shouldn’t we comfort one another, stand by one another? Especially if we happen to be a follower of one of those guys mentioned by Brian McLaren in the quote above—those lovers of light, who did their best to quell the darkness of their day. We still have it in us to become that bridge over troubled water for one another. Don’t we?
In
the Spirit,
Jane
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