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Parish Universalist Church 790 Washington Street, P. O. Box 284, Stoughton, Massachusetts 02072 (781) 344-6800 |
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Why Haiti Suffers |
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Rev. Jeffrey Symynkywicz, January 31, 2010 |
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The world changed—quite literally—two weeks ago. On Tuesday, January 12,
at
The earthquake and its aftershocks caused major damage to
No doubt, you have all heard many of these facts and figures already.
You, too, have watched in sadness the horrific scenes beamed to us from
The international response—while massive—can never hope to be enough in
such circumstances. It can never arrive quickly enough. Many countries responded
to appeals for humanitarian aid, pledging funds, dispatching rescue teams,
medical personnel, teams of engineers, support staff. But there were the
inevitable questions of who was in charge; the infrastructure needed to deliver
aid had been almost completely wiped out; there was congestion in the air and on
the ground at
Yes, of course, many were there to help; thousands were.
But there never seems enough we can do—enough the world can do—at awful times like this.
Of course, human ignorance rears its head, too, at times like this. None of us, of course, is immune from a bit of human stupidity at times. We all have those times when we cling to our prejudices, our stereotypes, our partisanship. None of us is immune from having said, and done, some truly dumb things, at various points in our lives. But to use a horrible situation like the one in Haiti—perhaps 200,000 men, women, and children dead; human suffering of untold proportions—to use that situation to score a few political or theological points—that goes beyond stupid; it borders on evil to me.
As Colin Benjamin has written:
“Even as much of the world has been moved to embrace
“This is the same Robertson,” Benjamin continues, “who made a pact with the genocidal Liberian warlord Charles Taylor, who massacred scores of African men, women and children in Liberia and, assisted in similar murders in Sierra Leone. The lucky ones only had their legs and arms sliced off.
“Yet Robertson pocketed blood money and acted as
“In his asinine statement, Robertson seems to suggest the Haitian slaves should have accepted their lot, presumably, because their French slave masters were white European Christians. Weren’t those ‘good’ Christian slave masters the ones who really ‘made a pact to the Devil,’ by enslaving other human beings?
“Let’s be clear,” Benjamin concludes, “Robertson isn’t a man of god. He’s a religious hustler; peddling his perverted ideology of Christianity. And, this demagogue has blood on his hands.
“In 1999, it was reported that Robertson had a deep business involvement
with his friend the Liberian dictator Taylor.
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“The Demon Forces, allegedly, engaged in the torture and murder of political critics.
“Was Robertson outraged by the crimes committed under
“Robertson complained that President Bush was ‘undermining a Christian, Baptist president to bring in Muslim rebels to take over the country.’”
As Colin Benjamin concludes: Pat Robertson “is a blasphemous, charlatan opportunist… that in the midst of such an unfolding human tragedy in Haiti, a purported ‘man of the cloth,’ could spew such reprehensibly hateful ignorance is alarming… Robertson could have shown some real Christian principles by imploring his congregation to help the Haitian people in their time of need. Instead, he has chosen to preach hatred…”
Nor was he alone. Then there was Robertson’s kindred malevolent spirit, Rush Limbaugh, who went on the air to take the opportunity to claim that the Haitian earthquake was a “godsend” to the Obama White House. Because of the earthquake, Windbag said, Obama and his aids can “use this to burnish their, shall we say, credibility with the Black community… both light-skinned and dark-skinned Black community in this country. It’s made to order for them.”
Of course, this was not the first humanitarian crisis to befall
The question as to why
As Bob Corbett, Director of People to People, an organization which seeks
to further international understanding, writes: “The ultimate causes of
Once upon a time, and not so far back in history, just a couple of
hundred years ago,
Finally, in January 1804, after years of a long guerilla struggle, the
people of
But this historic event brought no great rejoicing beyond
The boycott lasted over thirty years. The Haitian government was
desperate for recognition, at last, by France and other European countries (out
of deference to the slave-owing South, the United States would not recognize
Haiti until 1862, after the start of the American Civil War). Finally, in 1838,
Then, in 1915, the United States Marines occupied
In the present instance,
Sometimes, life just is a nightmare. For me, the basic question of why bad things happen resists all of the pat answers and neat theological packages people have developed to explain such things over the centuries. I just can’t accept the theological idea that puts God behind all the bad things human beings experience. Looking out at all the pain and suffering in the world, I just can’t accept that there always is a deeper, divinely-inspired reason for this pain-- a divine, holy, silver lining of a reason which we mortal ones simply do not discern or comprehend.
We might identify at times like this with an old Yiddish proverb that tells us: “God is not nice. God is not your uncle. God is an earthquake/i>.” But if God’s very nature is Love—as some of us believe—then God is infinitely more loving than any human being can ever possibly be. But maybe God is not necessarily in control of everything that happens. As much as we might like an omnipotent God, God might not micromanage the ways of the natural world.
The Infinite is ultimately a mystery, and there will always be so much we will never be able to understand, not in this mortal life.
But instead of always having to have someone or something to “blame” when bad things happen-- ourselves, or other people, or our past lives, or the Devil, or Voodoo, or the Catholic Church, or the U.S. government, or the military-industrial complex, -- there is, I think, a healthier, more empowering way of looking at life when bad things come our world’s way.
Pearl S. Buck's 1947 novel The Big Wave/em>, tells the story of two friends Kino and Jiya, and grew out of her memories of living near a volcano in a house on a hillside above the sea when "a big wave came up and washed away the fishing village on the beach."
After the volcano erupts and causes the ocean floor to explode, a big wave rushes ashore. Jiya's family is swept away, and he must live with Kino and his family. While discussing the calamity with his father, Kino asks: "Father, are we not very unfortunate people to live in [this land]?"
To which his father replies: "To live in the midst of danger is to know how good life is. . . . To live in the presence of death makes us brave and strong. That is why our people never fear death. We see it too often and we do not fear it. To die a little later or a little sooner does not matter. But to live bravely, to love life, to see how beautiful the trees are and the mountains, yes, and even the sea, to enjoy work because it produces food for life - in these things we… are a fortunate people. We love life because we live in danger. We do not fear death, because we understand that life and death are necessary to each other."
It is the people of
The real question we need to ask at a time like this is not why such bad things happen, for that is a question to which, if we are honest, we will never have more than tentative, incomplete answers. The question that should engage our hearts and minds—and our hands and our wallets—is “How shall we respond humanely now that our help is needed?”
To accept reality does not mean that we need to be defeated by it.
This world tears us apart sometimes. And as human lives are torn asunder, so may our human hands join with others in putting them back together again. There are many names for God, the great Christian mystic Meister Eckhart reminds us: “You may call God father or mother. You may call God love. You may call God goodness. You may call God justice. But the best name for God is compassion.”
Now, more than ever, in this holy work of compassion, we each have our own part to play.
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