Danish philosopher Søren Kierkegaard d Nov 11 1855. Søren Kierkegaard made no pretense of being a saint. He hardly dared to call himself a Christian. But he claimed to know, with an uncommon clarity, what it means to be a Christian. This knowledge imposed the thankless ...
Thank you for introducing me to Sister Antona Ebo, who died Nov 11 2017. “I’m here [at Selma] because I’m a Negro, a nun, a Catholic, and because I want to bear witness.” #CiteBlackWomenSunday
Nov 10 1943, 4 Christians—3 Catholic priests and a Lutheran minister from Lübeck were beheaded by the Nazis on charges of defeatism and favoring the enemy. At a time when ecumenical dialogue was unusual the 4 had formed a deep friendship on their shared opposition to the Nazis.
Beheaded in quick succession, their blood literally ran together. A service marking the beatification of the 3 priests in 2011 made special note of the witness of their Protestant brother. Frs. Johannes Prassak, Eduard Müller, Hermann Lange, and Pastor Karl Fridrich Stellbrink.
Thanks to everyone with the Bishop Keane Institute at Immaculate Conception Church in Hampton VA for inviting me to be part of their wonderful lecture series. This fully-solar-powered church, which promotes lay ministry, service, collaborative leadership is an inspiring model.
Nov 9 1938, the Kristallnacht pogrom, when Nazi storm troopers across Germany unleashed a coordinated assault on the Jewish community. 179 synagogues burned; 7500 Jewish-owned shops destroyed; 20k Jews taken into “protective custody.” Protests in Germany and abroad were muted.
This atrocity did not occur in 1933, when the Nazis came to power. And, shocking as it was, it was far, far from the worst to come. Yet it followed gradually from small, cumulative acts of cruelty, corruption of the law, the corrosion of decency and the capacity for outrage.
Thus, the imperative of calling out and resisting policies and rhetoric that degrade and demonize others, of standing in solidarity with communities under assault, of refusing the allure of thinking “it could be worse.” There does come a time when it is too late.
“I am for those tiny, invisible...moral forces that work from individual to individual, creeping through the crannies of the world like so many rootlets, or like the capillary oozing of water, yet...if you give them time will rend the hardest monuments of man's pride.” Wm James
The master was asked how his purchase of a portrait of himself constituted evidence of his prodigious charity. “It brings joy to the peasants,” he explained, and inspires noble aspirations. “What I am now you too could be with hard work and frugality.”—#TolstoysTalesofTrump