I like this post by Jnana Hodson–and would like to comment here.
When anyone tells me that I should just put up with injustice and world atrocities of various degrees because I “can’t do anything about it…” I like to say YES, I CAN! Just speaking out about it! As I see it, my responsibility is to voice thoughts and interpretations in any way I can. Admittedly, “preaching to the choir” is actually what I do here in this blog…most of those who follow my blog tend to agree with me. They “get it” most of the time. So what have I personally done? I have taught university classes, written newspaper columns and decades of news and point-of-view articles. Now my main audience is other bloggers. I write poems, opinion pieces, talk to my readers through my blog, talk to my family and friends—some of whom consider me a valuable source of information—others who don’t.
Every scrap of information, from any source, counts. I never make snide comments or asides, and I do make every effort to back up what I say with references and citations. Nothing is ever black or white, always shades of gray. I can be wrong (really!) Sometimes I have a complete about-face…there is no shame in changing one’s mind. Some call it being “wishy-washy” or “easily swayed”…I like to call it “flexibility.” The point is that my opinions are based on information and facts, unless clearly stated otherwise. What is wrong is not to share what we know (or think we know.)
Oh, these polemic rants! Maybe they become endless? There’s always injustice and inequality and those who would cheat us.
Sin, in other words, inflicted on the public. Bring on the repentance and cleansing.
So that’s the underlying struggle, it’s over spiritual values and action in motion or their lack, whether the candidate and the party are pressing for the greater good of all or the private enrichment of a few alone.
In the face of overwhelming odds, that’s the equation. But remember little David facing Goliath.
And then the way preaching, even to the choir, does renew the soul and prepare the faithful for spiritual battle.
As well as prophets, who often sound like Woodpecker, off in the wilderness somewhere.
One thing I’ve found in releasing Woodpecker’s drumming is a breakout from a feeling of helplessness. A cry as a kind of prayer. Now, back to the fray, together …