My Silence

Since Ash Wednesday, February 18, I have only posted twice on my Tongue On Fire blog — once about the death of Rev. Jesse Jackson, and once about the theological justification (and eschatological delight) for Trump’s preemptive and unprovoked war against Iran–a war that was supposed to conclude victoriously in four weeks, but has now entered its fourth month.

Part of the reason for my silence was the season of Lent. The church that I serve embarked on a journey of nonviolent resistance–considering the Scriptures that call God’s people to peacemaking, love and prophetic witness in the face of injustice and abuse of power. I wrote daily during Lent on the Kimball Avenue Church blog, reflecting on the Scriptures and sharing resources. I also read the book, The Powers That Be by Walter Wink, which I highly recommend. It was tough to find time to write additional posts for this blog. After the conclusion of Lent, my wife and I enjoyed several weeks of travel. Writing consisted of taking notes on the hundreds of photos we took to remember the details of what we saw and experienced.

But there is another reason for my silence: The endless barrage of “news” coming out of this administration. Every day, I am overwhelmed with social media tirades, behind-the-scenes dickering, backroom deals (ie “settlements” that enrich the first family), the whiplash of on-again/off-again peace agreements, the constant, torturous drip of word vomit and more. There is too much to process, and there is too little time to put together a coherent sentence — let alone a thoughtful post — that addresses the craziness through the lens of my faith before the next “drop” of insanity interrupts my thoughts.

All that said, I realize that silence cannot become a permanent condition. My tongue is still on fire and I am committed to putting my musings into the cloud for my own sanity — and for the encouragement of others. I may not be able to post every day, but I promise you’ll hear something from me on a more regular basis.

Peace, dear friends. But no silence.

Ash Wednesday

Ash Wednesday is a day of confession and contrition; a time when we humble ourselves, do an honest self-assessment, and admit that our hearts and hands are in need of a clean-up. Many of us will receive ashes in the sign of the cross on our foreheads, symbolizing our grief and our need for transformation individually and corporately.

For the next 40 days of the season of Lent, I will be ‘fasting’ from violence–both my own violence and my participation in and complicity with the violence done through militarism, materialism, racism, sexism, classism, and all the other “isms” that bring death and destruction to the world. I don’t want my season of Lent to be marked only by “giving up” something; I want to “practice” nonviolence, following Jesus into the fullness of life and God’s new creation.

Throughout this Lent, I will be following a daily devotional, “40 Days of Nonviolence.” produced by my church, Kimball Avenue United Church of Christ in Chicago. You’re welcome to follow along. (Subscribe to the page to get a daily email reminder.) Together, let’s walk a new path–the path that leads to transformation.

Peace.

A Change of Season

I know we are all looking forward to the arrival of Spring. Today, we got a welcome taste of what is coming with temperatures around 50 degrees with full sunshine. Ahhh!

There’s another season quickly approaching–the season of Lent that begins on February 18, Ash Wednesday, and continues for 40 days (not counting Sundays) ending on Easter Sunday. Traditionally, it is the time of year to fast, and many people who observe the season give up chocolate or some other tempting edible or drinkable item. Our church has approached the season a bit differently since 2007 with a Lenten Compact–a communal fast that focuses us not only on our relationship to God, but also on our relationship to one another, our communities, our nation and our world. Using Isaiah 58:6-7, we pursue a “true” fast – one that is not just the act of denying oneself of something – but a fast that creates justice and reconciliation, by breaking the yokes that bind us and the yokes that bind our neighbors.

Fifteen years ago, our Lenten Compact called us to “fast from violence” in its various forms. We are repeating that Compact this year, but our focus is a bit different. Fifteen years ago, we were concerned about street violence, domestic violence, the pervasive violence on TV, in movies and video games and even road rage. This year, we will once again “fast from violence,” but with violent crime in Chicago at a 60-year low, our focus will shift to the state-sponsored violence of Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE) and Customs and Border Patrol agents who have aggressively arrested migrants and asylum seekers (most without criminal convictions) without judicial warrants, detained individuals and families–including children, tear gassed our streets, shot and killed protesters, and terrorized communities in Chicago, Minneapolis and other US cities. We’ll also look at legislative violence that strips healthcare, food assistance, housing assistance and more from needy families and rescinds regulations that protect the environment and vulnerable communities. Finally, we’ll take up the issues of militarism, the Warrior Ethos, and the new colonialism.

Chicago has been warned that ICE is returning to the city to continue “Operation Midway Blitz.” We don’t know what that will look like or how it will impact our communities, but we need to be equipped with the spiritual tools to resist the violence and protect our communities in a manner consistent with Jesus’s call to nonviolence and peace-making. It will not be easy. Jesus recognized the inherent danger of resisting the powers that be and told his disciples that he was sending them out as sheep among wolves. He also advised them to be wise as snakes, yet harmless as doves. (Matthew 10:16)

So, this Lent is our training ground. The ways of “eye for an eye” and “fighting fire with fire” and violence are incompatible with Jesus’s call to love–love of our neighbors and love of our enemies. Nonviolence sounds like complete foolishness in a world that rewards cruelty and domination. Even the idea of nonviolence rubs against our old nature. But we ‘have stripped off the old sinful nature and all its wicked deeds and we have put on the new nature that is being renewed to become like our Creator. (Colossians 3:9-10) So, Let’s train together in the “foolishness” of nonviolence and pursue the likeness of Christ.

If you would like to know more about the Lenten Compact or want to follow the “40 Days of Nonviolence”, devotionals and resources will be posted at the Kimball Church blog.

The Crucifixion and Burial of Kilmar Abrego Garcia

Every Good Friday, whether you are Roman Catholic, Episcopal, Lutheran, United Methodist, or UCC, Isaiah 53 will be included in the readings for the day’s worship service. The passage describes the suffering of God’s innocent servant. And though it was written long before Jesus walked the earth, it uncannily mirrors the events of Jesus’s arrest, sham trial, execution and burial. But as I was reading the Isaiah 53 today–especially verse 8–another innocent man came to my mind.

Isaiah 53:8 – ‘The Voice’ translation

Oppressed and condemned, he was taken away.
    From this generation, who was there to complain?
Who was there to cry “Foul”?
    He was, after all, cut off from the land of the living,
Smacked and struck, not on his account,
    because of how my people (my people!)
Disregarded the lines between right and wrong.

The innocent man’s name is Kilmar Abrego Garcia.

Garcia, a legally protected immigrant, was detained by ICE without cause, condemned without due process, cut off from his family and from legal protection, and buried in a notorious prison (known as CECOT) in El Salvador by the US government that first admitted his deportation was an “administrative error”, then claimed it had no power to find him or extract him, and now claims to have found “proof” of his gang affiliation, justifying his deportation to CECOT. The President of El Salvador has also refused to release him, claiming he is a terrorist.

Despite advocates who have cried, “FOUL!” and despite judges (including the Supreme Court) who have ruled in his favor, he remains–and likely will remain–buried because of the blatant disregard for the law and the lines between right and wrong.

Kilmar Abrego Garcia has been crushed before our eyes. He is not the only one.

Mahmoud Khalil was accused of terrorism for exercising his right to freedom of speech. His crime was speaking against the genocide in Gaza at Columbia University in New York; He was detained by ICE without being charged of a crime and sent to a Louisiana detention center over a 1000 miles from his legal representative and his pregnant wife–a US citizen. This week, a Louisiana judge ruled that Department of Homeland Security can proceed with his deportation. DHS has claimed that he is a threat to national security.

Jose Barco, a US veteran, served two tours in Iraq and was awarded a Purple Heart for his heroic actions to save his fellow-servicemen when a bomb exploded. Barco suffered PTSD and a traumatic brain injury from the explosion which was never adequately treated. Following his service, he applied for naturalization–a process that was never completed. DHS tried to deport him to Venezuela, but the country denied him entry. He now sits in an ICE detention center in Colorado while the US government decides what to do next.

Jerce Reyes Barrios, a Venezuelan who followed all the rules to seek asylum, was detained and sent to CECOT without due process, accused of being a gang member solely on the basis of a tattoo and a hand gesture.

Mario René López, a US citizen, has been sitting in a Virginia ICE detention center for 2 years due to legal questions regarding the validity of his citizenship claim.

Every day, innocent people are being harassed and taken away–leaving children without mothers and fathers. Some are disappeared, buried in detention centers and foreign prisons. And few of God’s people are objecting or crying “Foul!” Some even support the lawlessness and the cruelty of these unjust detainments and deportations.

I’ve often thought of the crowd crying out for Jesus’s crucifixion and asked myself, “How could they condemn an innocent man?” I’ve also wondered, “What would I have done if I had been there?” Jesus is being crucified again and again, and we are there.

We need to ask ourselves, “What are we going to do?” Will we disregard the line between right and wrong? Will we be silent? Will we turn away and be complicit through our denial? Will we, like those in Isaiah 53:4, “consider him punished by God,  stricken by [God], and afflicted,” not realizing that it is we that have gone astray and that Jesus’s suffering is because of our sin? Or will we cry “Foul!”? God, help us.

Losing Our Souls

“What do you benefit if you gain the whole world but lose your own soul?” (Mark 8:36 – New Living Translation)

I grew up in the Evangelical World of Billy Graham crusades, Biblical inerrancy and Bill Bright’s “Four Spiritual Laws.” There was a strong emphasis on rejecting the morals and values of “the world” and adherence to the morals and behaviors of holiness. Frequently, that was defined for us as not smoking, not drinking, not using foul language and not having premarital sex. We were reminded of the warning in James 4:4 that “friendship with the world means enmity against God? Therefore, anyone who chooses to be a friend of the world becomes an enemy of God.” and the command of 1 John 2:15, “Do not love the world or anything in the world. If anyone loves the world, love for the Father is not in them.

Theologically, I’ve shifted to a broader understanding of “the world” and “holiness” that focuses less on individual behavior choices and more on the ethics of love, service, mercy, justice, shalom–ethics of the kingdom of heaven that are not frequently found in the “world” that values wealth accumulation, ambition, retribution, and domination..

Sadly, I’ve watched the American church (of many stripes) shift as well. Oh, it still wants us to maintain the individual behaviors of holiness, but it has redefined “the world” to accept (and even advocate for) values and morals that are antithetical to the way of Christ–values like political power, coercion, retribution, cruelty, abuse, and even lawlessness. Kingdom of heaven values like compassion, empathy, peace-making, humility and welcome are seen as weak, ineffectual, and “woke.”

There are people within the American Church that believe that the United States should not be a democracy, but a theocracy. And they have advocated for the playbook of domination and autocracy to ensure that the US becomes and remains a “Christian Nation.” Yet, the very pursuit of “gaining the whole world” has come at a great cost. In my opinion, the Church has lost its soul–its connection to life in Christ and the mission of Christ, exemplified in his act of servanthood and articulated in his commandment to “love one another as I have loved you.” (John 13:33-34)

No longer do we lift up the Jesus who took the role of a servant and washed the feet of his disciples; no longer do we admire the Jesus came to seek and save the lost; no longer do we want a Savior who “gives up” ambition to lift up the humble. Now, we see depictions of “Warrior Jesus” and “Body-builder Jesus” and even “Patriot Jesus.” Jesus warned that “those who want to save their life will lose it.” Jesus also promised that “those who lose their life for my sake will save it.” See Luke 9:24.

So, on this Maundy Thursday, let’s reclaim our souls and reject the ways of the world in favor of the Way of Christ. Pick up a towel and serve, feed the hungry, comfort the afflicted, visit the lonely, defend the weak, welcome the outcast, love one another.

Which King?

Pilate asked them, “Shall I crucify your King?” The chief priests answered, “We have no king but Caesar.” (John 19:15)

Throughout this season of Lent, I have found myself asking the question, “What does it mean to follow Jesus in this moment in history when a President of the US has orchestrated the end of democracy as we have known it and replaced the three equal branches of government with a single authority–in practice, making himself King? Navigating this new reality has included fear, anxiety, fear, concern, and.more fear. But it also has led me to ask another question: To which king will I pledge loyalty in the end?

At Jesus’s trial, Pilate presented a choice to those calling for Jesus’s crucifixion. Where was their allegiance? King Jesus or King Caesar? The Chief Priests (who were appointed by Rome) made their choice clear: “We have no king but Caesar!” Their allegiance was ultimately to Rome and the policies of the Empire. To choose Jesus as their King would have put their positions at risk. For them, affirming their loyalty to Rome was a no-brainer.

Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego were faced with a choice when King Nebuchadnezzar set up the golden statue and demanded that everyone bow down and worship it. (See Daniel 3) This was a classic loyalty test. Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego refused to bow down, and they faced the consequences with great courage. And there are always consequences. For them, rejecting loyalty to Nebuchadnezzar was a no-brainer. Their loyalty was to God and God alone.

In these times, we are faced with a choice. Loyalty to the governing ruler (the ‘Caesar’) promises job security, funding, protection and perks. Show any disloyalty, speak against the ruler, or protest unjust policies and you may end up in a foreign prison. More loyalty tests are sure to come, and NOW it is time to stretch and strengthen our resistance muscles.

On Holy Saturday, I plan to attend a protest rally downtown. The most recent threats to migrants (ie deportations without due process and the required Migrant Registry that will result in deportations without due process) and ongoing threats to Medicaid demand a response. I’m going to take a sign with me. It will read, “I have no king but Jesus.”

You’re welcome to stand with me.

Palm Sunday Is a Protest

Yesterday, like many Christians around the world, I waved my palm branches as I processed around the church sanctuary and shouted, “Hosanna!” in honor of Jesus’s “Triumphal Entry” into Jerusalem. The gathered congregation welcomed Jesus, the King of Kings, into the safety of our sacred space. We sang praise songs, we prayed prayers of thanksgiving, we read the Scriptures and listened to Rev. Lindsey Long’s sermon.

The sermon started with a provocative assessment: “Palm Sunday was a well-organized protest march.” Think about it: the “King” riding on a donkey (subverting a Roman military parade); the Palms (a proud symbol of marginalized identity waved in defiance); the chants (“Blessed is the One who comes in the Name of the Lord!”–a direct challenge to the “ones” who come in the name of Empire.) No wonder the authorities tried to stop the event. We know that even peaceful protests can be met with violent resistance. Palm Sunday could have easily turned into “Bloody Sunday.”

Most Palm Sunday worship services end with a Benediction and congregants filing out of the church with their palms in tow to return to the comfort and safety of their homes. Not this one. We took our palms and followed Jesus and the donkey (OK, they were people in costumes) through the streets to protest the policies and executive orders that are dismantling the programs and protections of those who are most vulnerable in our community: Families who depend on SNAP benefits, children who rely on MedicAID, migrants who are being illegally deported without due process, people of color, people with disabilities, and LGBTQIA+ folk who are villainized and devalued. But we also announced the coming of the ONE who is the Way, the Truth and the Life and the Good News of the arrival kingdom of heaven where ALL God’s creatures thrive through the reign of God.

Pastor Lindsey reminded us that protest is a holy act. It is using our feet and our voices to denounce the workings of the principalities and powers and to announce the Good News of shalom and salvation to all of creation. So, keep your palms, put on your walking shoes and practice your chants.

“How beautiful on the mountains are the feet of the messenger who brings good news, the good news of peace and salvation, the news that the God of Israel reigns!” (Isaiah 52:7 – NLT)

It’s time for some Holy Protest.

On Saturday, April 19, in cities and towns across the nation, people will be taking to the streets in an act of resistance to the cruel and destructive acts of this administration. Locate a rally close to you HERE. Search for your city or zip code.

Burying Dissent; Sprouting Hope

“They tried to bury us, they didn’t know we were seeds.” *

We really wanted to be back in Chicago on Saturday, April 5, to participate in the “Hands Off!” rally at the Daley Center. Instead, we were on a flight back to the US–a flight that finally landed in Boston just shy of Sunday, April 6. When we arrived at our hotel, we were exhausted (travel depletes me), but we were so curious about the rallies that had been held across the country that we turned on the television hoping to find some news. To our disappointment, we saw and heard nothing.

On Sunday, April 6, we got our digital copy of the Chicago Sun-Times, expecting to see coverage of the rally on the front page. Nothing. We scrolled through the pages and finally found a photo and brief story on page 22. Page 22!! We later learned that an estimated 5 million people across the country took to the streets in over 1400 “Hands Off!” rallies across the nation to oppose the Trump/Musk dismantling of the government. Despite the numbers, the media across the country minimized the dissent. The New York Times placed the story on page 18! CNN’s story began with the sentence: “Scores of people took part in protests…” Fox News reported that “Thousands of people gathered across the US.”

Scores? A score is 20 people! Thousands? That was just in Traverse City, Michigan, where 4,000 attended. Why was the media burying the story and minimizing the numbers? Maybe the answer is that peaceful protest doesn’t sell papers or attract viewers. Maybe the answer is that corporate media has been sued by the administration for defamation and threatened with loss of broadcasting licenses and they are running scared. But most likely, the answer is that the owners of the media are part of the oligarchy (such as Jeff Bezos of the Washington Post) who don’t want to fan the flames of discontent. Minimize the dissent, don’t draw attention to the protests, and maybe–hopefully–it will die out.

But the dissent isn’t dying. The resistance is rising and hope for a different future is growing.

On Monday, April 7, Anthony Joel Quezada was sworn in as the newly appointed Alderperson of the 35th Ward in Chicago. That evening, he held a “People’s Inauguration” to celebrate with his supporters. We were privileged to join hundreds (not scores) of our neighbors to congratulate Anthony on his new position.

Anthony Quezada is 29 years old. He is a child of immigrant parents. He has been involved in community organizing and political action since he graduated from Lane Tech High School. He is a bright, articulate, passionate man who is committed to a new kind of governance–a politic rooted in community empowerment and collaborative decision-making. When Anthony took the microphone on Monday night, he didn’t speak about what he was going to accomplish or his legislative agenda. He spoke about what we could–and would–do together to ensure that all voices were heard, all people were treated with dignity, all residents were protected, and all those so frequently excluded were included.

We walked away from the evening full–full of hope as we watched a new generation of visionary leaders take their place. And I heard Mary’s Song welling up in my heart anew: “The Mighty One has brought down rulers from their thrones but has lifted up the humble. [The Mighty One] has filled the hungry with good things but has sent the rich away empty.” (Luke 1:52-53)

Amen! Amen! Amen!

The quote at the beginning of this post is often referred to as a Mexican Proverb. However, the origin of the phrase is from Nicaraguan poet, Catholic priest and theologian, Ernesto Cardenal.

Finding Peace in Anxious Times

I haven’t posted for over a week due to being out of the country. While I was away, I had enough access to the news from the US (tariffs, deportations, market collapse, etc), that I actually had “anxiety dreams”–something I had not experienced in years. I dreamt that I had been arrested for my blog posts. I dreamt that I wasn’t able to get back into the United States. I dreamt that the dollar was worthless.

It happened several nights in a row. And each morning I would awake, wondering if I would return to the same United States that I had left just a week before. The news cycle indicated that it was indeed different–and not in a good way.

I shared my dreams with my wife, who wisely reminded me that I needed to stay focused on God’s word and not on the circumstances that were out of my control. She has been using Psalm 90:1-2 as her daily focus and suggested that I pray that God would give me a verse as well. I did; and God did.

The next morning, I was awakened not with an anxiety dream, but with the voice of Jesus, repeating a phrase over and over. It was his last words to his disciples before leaving: “I am with you always, even to the end of the age.” (Matthew 28:20b) I’ve been repeating it daily ever since.

I was able to get back into the country. I haven’t been arrested (at least not yet). The shit show is still shitty as ever. (It’s the only word I have to describe it.) I have no illusions about the state of our democracy and the struggle we may face. But I think about those early church disciples and their “Roman Reality.” They faced opposition, and they experienced rejection. They were falsely accused; they were jailed; they were beaten; some even died. But they still spoke the truth and stood firm, and they even found joy together in the middle of their struggle, singing hymns in chains. I can imagine that they repeated Jesus’s final words as their morning mantra. And then they got out of bed and walked by faith.

Yes, Christ is with us. Always. Even to the end of the age. Yes. This age will end, and Christ will still be with us. Always. No matter what. Always.

(S)heroes of the Faith

If you’ve never heard of Rev. Pauli Murray and their story of faith-rooted activism, you’re not alone.

However, their story is in danger of being completely erased by the National Park Service in compliance with this administration’s order to end all references to DEI.

Learn about Rev Murray in this article published by Sojourners. https://sojo.net/articles/news/trump-administration-erases-page-honoring-trailblazing-priest-lawyer-and-activist