1 Samuel 1:4-20; 2:1-10
Faithful Lament
James Sledge November
18, 2018
In
the wake of the horrific murders at a Pittsburgh synagogue, there have been
many articles written about the rise in anti-Semitism and racism. Not so many
years ago, people talked about moving into a post racial society. That seems
naïve foolishness now. Recently I read an article in the Post that talked about how young Jews find themselves confronted
with a reality they thought belonged to a distant past.
For many young Jews across the nation, last month’s mass shooting at Tree of Life synagogue in Pittsburgh was a jarring lesson. Many millennials who grew up hearing about anti-Semitism from their parents and grandparents think of the Holocaust, Eastern European pogroms and the Spanish Inquisition when they think about violence against Jews — stories they read in history books about events that happened well over half a century ago, and all in the old country, not the United States.The Pittsburgh rampage, committed by a gunman who reportedly shouted “All Jews must die” as he fired, shattered what remained of that illusion.[1]
I
rather doubt that black, millennial Americans ever shared such an illusion.
Hate and violence against African Americans never was an old country problem relegated
to history books. Still, the mainstreaming of racism in recent years, including
its blatant use as political strategy, feels like a huge step backwards. And
those who had hoped in some sort of inexorable progress toward a day when
racism, anti-Semitism, homophobia, and so on were confined to history may now find
such hope in short supply.
I
confess that the last few years have at times left me struggling. When I talk
with other clergy types about how they and their folks and managing, I hear of
two very different responses. One sounds like the joke Stephen Colbert tells regarding
Donald Trump’s claim to have done more for religion than any other president. “It’s
true,” says Colbert. I’ve prayed more in the last two years than I ever have.”
But others have respond differently, struggling to pray at all because of anger
or despair. Me, I’ve gone back and forth between these two.