But the Greatest of These is Love
As the swelter of heat and humidity hang like a shroud of interminable anguish over our suffering nation, the time has come to end the long nightmare that has become America’s fall from grace.
To those who continue to ignore the realities of this pandemic by following the path of selfishness, I have no words for you.
To those who remain committed to the evil of racism, misogyny, bigotry and self-righteous intolerance—whether on the political left or right—I have no words for you.
To those who express their privilege without hesitation or consciousness while ignoring the agony of their fellow Americans, I have no words for you.
To those who look with indifference at brown babies being separated from their mothers who are trying to save their families under the long shadowy gaze of the Statue of Liberty that welcomed your family to America, I have no words for you.
To those who enable men of power to ignore their solemn oath to honor the rule of law and the Constitution of the United States, I have no words for you.
And to you, President Trump, we have suffered your wrath more than any of us deserved. You have actualized the American carnage you promised during your inauguration. To you, only these words remain: please, for the good of the country and the world, TAKE YOUR LEAVE NOW.
For all the rest of you who remain committed to American values and virtue—who still believe in the American Dream—I have these words for you: respect, love and hope.
I respect your discipline and your sacrifice. I respect that in the face of anguish and seemingly insurmountable odds, you have extended your hand to support your neighbors. I respect that you speak not of your losses and tribulations, but of what you can contribute to alleviate the suffering of others. I respect that you too are scared, but somehow manage to leave your fear buried beneath your courage.
I love that you remain stalwart defenders of compassion in the face of hate—that you continue to project love to trump hate. The great American theologian, Paul Tillich, taught us that love is the most important factor in transforming power into justice. Justice needs power and power needs love; without love there can be no justice. This may be the most simple and elegant equation ever constructed in the history of the world.
I hope, as I expect you do, that Americans like yourselves will save us from those for whom I have no words. I hope that we will transcend the petty, divisive, and dangerous leaders who currently abuse the levers of American power. I hope that we will succeed in reimagining America and relight the “city on a hill” established by John Winthrop upon arriving at what became the Massachusetts Bay Colony in the early 17th century. I hope we can keep the dreams of every child alive, that they may succeed us in becoming masterful stewards of humanity.
The next several months are fraught with certain peril. May respect, love and hope serve each of us as we endeavor to save America.