It’s Gypsy Mama’s Five Minute Friday. Today’s word is ‘Roar!’
Here we go…
It echoes. It chills the nerves. It demands a response.
“Shh! Shh! Quiet now! Stop being so demanding. Stop disrupting this comfortable little life I have made for myself.”
“Hush. Keep your voice down. We don’t want any trouble.”
We put out the “Baby Sleeping” sign on the door. Stick tape on the doorbell. Pull the blinds and dim the lights. Anything and everything to escape the demand of its call.
Women abused; trafficked for sex and unspeakable twisted pleasures. Traded and sold like cattle. Little girls forced into ‘marriage.’ Beaten. Silenced. Swords plunged through their souls.
We don’t want to hear it. Our commercials are too loud. Our desires for comfort too ravenous.
Injustice prowls about, seeking someone to devour. La, la, la, la. We put our fingers in our ears. “Please, tell me a happy story.” “Let’s go shopping for shoes.” We try our best to forget that so many of our sisters are bound and shackled by unspeakable horrors.
We fail to pray. We fail to fight for their freedom. We fail to open windows of light to shine upon their terrifying darkness. We fail to respond.
Justice also roars! “Learn to do right; seek justice. Defend the oppressed. Take up the cause of the fatherless; plead the case of the widow” (Isaiah 1:17.)
God roars. “Wake up!” He says. Who will hear? Who will go? Who will look injustice in the eye and say, “No more”?
Eugene Cho wrote this week about the oppression of women in our world. I beg you to read his post and I dare you to watch the video…and then ignore the roar!
What roar of injustice do you hear? What makes you fist-pounding mad? What steps are you taking to make a difference?