The Wounds of Our People
In a faraway land, almost 2,500 years before the United States was established, the prophet Jeremiah wept and admonished: “They dress the wound of my people as though it were not serious. ‘Peace, peace,’ they say, when there is no peace.” The myth of white supremacy is a mortal wound to our country. It has been bandaged and salved, but never treated like the danger it is. Perhaps the one hopeful aspect of this terrible week can be that we will at last recognize the nature of this wound–the correct diagnosis being crucial for healing, as any doctor knows. As a congregation, as Unitarian Universalists, we are called to be such healers.
Special music: Aaron Lington, saxophone, and Victoria Lington, piano; Julia Bullock, soprano, and Christian Rief, piano
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