A World of Hatred, of God of Justice
I have been planning for some time to start a blog to share our thoughts, hearts, and information about our mission here in Kenya. And for my very first blog post, I wanted to write about the topic that seems to be on everyone’s mind. No, not Corona. What is consuming the world right now is hatred. Racism. Police brutality. We have heard it, read about it, or watched it on social media and in the news. It is a plague far worse than the virus that has so consumed our minds this year. And my feeble words are too little to do anything about it. I know it may seem very little coming from me, and writing about it doesn’t have much effect on really changing anything. Still, I pray to alter some of our mindsets on what this really stems from today.
Picture courtesy of Citizen News Kenya
Racism is not something that we only fight against in the 20th century. I read this analogy recently and thought it good to share: In the days of the Exodus from Egypt, Moses was a mighty man of God. He stood against Pharaoh. He brought the ten commandments down from Sinai. He spoke with God in the cloud. But what his family saw was that he was in a mixed marriage, had too much authority, and they didn’t like it. In jealousy, Moses’ own family came against him, criticizing him because of his Ethiopian wife. They moved others to support their cause and even made it sound righteous, questioning why God would choose him as His spokesman. What did Moses and his wife do? They trusted in God’s righteousness and vengeance, which does not mean they weren’t hurt or crushed by what was happening. God followed through by striking Moses’ sister with leprosy. That was it! Moses was now vindicated, Miriam would be cast out of society! But he did not rejoice or take pride that justice had been served, he prayed for her to be healed!
Racism is birthed through hatred! And hatred doesn’t always discriminate only because of the color of a person’s skin, but often goes by other titles. Here in Kenya, it could be called tribalism. During the post-election violence of 2008, 1,133 Kenyans were killed, 350,000 displaced, and 2,000 became refugees simply because of the tribe into which they were born. Now, we go to many churches made up of several different tribes, working together, many of whom are the same people who fought each other before. Wounds have been healed!
Police brutality is not limited to race or tribalism. Fifteen Kenyans have been murdered and close to 30 injured in the last three months by brutal Police just for breaking curfew. But we also read about good Police officers who had helped families get home when they were out too late. Other officers gave away masks and sanitizers to those who couldn’t afford them. We still need the Police!
I don’t believe we will ever wholly defeat hatred in this world, and I think we should fight it! We should protest it! We should stand against it in all forms. But in all of the protests, are you praying for the healing of your nation and the world? Some are just happy to protest, without ever caring to see any real change, which is dangerous in its self. That is why many will post on social media, but never give to organizations fighting for social justice. We have heard it said, ‘Be the change you want to see in the world.’ I want to see a difference, not just in the system, but in individuals’ hearts. The bottom line is that individuals must take responsibility for their own actions. Justice may or may not be served on this Earth, that unfortunately will fall under a flawed human system, but it will ultimately be served in God’s time and God’s way. It doesn’t give the same peace, but it is still just. We are not responsible for trying to correct every decision in the world, but you are responsible for your choices. Compassion for your neighbor is up to you! Pray for one another. ‘Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you, and persecute you.’