By Nii B. Andrews.
It is not at all easy to find a whole lot to be cheerful about these days.
The societal divisions are stark and facts are optional; there is a lot of noise; mediocrity is rampant and often dressed up – looking gaudy and repugnant.
Almost invariably, those with minimal to miniscule amounts of didactic information insist on sharing their thoughts and calling the shots; they insist on self-affirmation even while further contributing to a diminished humanity and a damaged world.
How else can we explain repeated howlers, porkies and plain lies dressed up as statesmanship on both sides of the Atlantic both near and far?
How does one accept to live in a country where the police are totally incapable of securing a crime scene especially when murder is strongly suspected; or a country where the commander in chief asks vigilantes to be on standby?
The best foil to these incredible happenings is perhaps to revisit Faith and Hope as indispensable twin anchors.
In this regard, the seminal writing of Jürgen Moltmann provides both solace and impetus: “in a life that is full of distress and doomed to die, is also God’s contradiction of suffering and death, of humiliation and offence, and of the wickedness of evil.”
Moltmann also offers, “The God who creates justice for those who suffer violence, the God who exalts the humiliated…..– that is the God of hope for the new world of righteousness and justice and peace.”
And a final meditation, “The messianic hope was never the hope of the victors and the rulers. It was always the hope of the defeated and the ground down. The hope of the poor is nothing other than the messianic hope.”
Stay the course, folks; it shall be well.