Monday, September 19, 2011

And the rich reveal the evil in their hearts.

From Saturday night. Marchers interrupted the leisure time of the aristocrats and the aristocrats turned ugly.

Is this where the bailout money went? So these people could refine their disdain for the other 99% of us? It's not just offensive. It speaks of the sickness-of-soul that we all suffer from. What makes these sneering people on the balcony different is that they can afford to be cruel. If we are going to see a better world, we need to open our hearts to one another, share what we care about, encourage one another, form new relationships, and forge new alliances.

This isn't just spiritual woo-woo talk. We joined strangers Saturday to sing, march, and chant, and the new friendships, conversations, and mutual expressions of hope energized and enlightened us. Now we're back in Boston, talking to all kinds of people, and people who never would have thought twice about Occupy Wall Street are discovering that they, too, would like to be part of the protest.

GET YOURSELVES DOWN TO WALL STREET. Every body counts. And if you can't, do the world a favor and stop, think before you dismiss this protest and all protests, and consider: What could the world look like if we quit allowing the banks to control our democracy? What if we undid the corporate theft and gave public money back to... the public? And what if religious voices joined those of anarchists, socialists, Marxists, international organizations, and all who crave justice?

The love we saw, felt, and shared on Saturday is the one and only thing that can change the world. We call this love God. You can call it whatever you want. But call it something, and cry it from the rooftops. Cry it in the streets. And let justice roll down like waters (Amos 5:24).

Love, peace, light, and hope to you all!
The Protest Chaplains

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