James 3:8-10
But no one can tame the tongue—a restless evil, full of deadly poison. With it we bless the Lord and Father, and with it we curse those who are made in the likeness of God. From the same mouth come blessing and cursing. My brothers and sisters, this ought not to be so.
“Did God say…” the serpent whispered to the woman
sowing a seed of doubt and of mistrust
so that in every age, those born women
have been doubted and viewed with suspicion
The whisper continues… denying the likeness of God
in all who are different
an insidious toxin that worms its way into the fissures
created by discrimination
Those soft whispers are amplified
until they become voices raised in anger and hatred
The seeds they sow take root and flourish
until whole sections of community
are riven by discontent
that acts as kindling
for conflagrations of violence
And those who stand on the sidelines
are recruited to a cause
that sweeps up all in its path
to resist any who are different
Blinded to the likeness of God
that resides at the core of every human being
We who blithely share the poison
in humorous memes on our ‘influencer’ pages
continue to perpetrate the ‘othering’
by providing fuel for the fire of prejudice
And we who are silent
fail to dampen the flame of intolerance
that denies our shared status: Beloved of God
How shall we raise our voices
from a whisper
to a thunderous roar
that asserts the wisdom of God
who created all in the likeness of God?
Liz Crumlish September 2024
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