Leaving cycles of oppression behind
Listen to this daily worship
Exodus 1: 11-14 (NRSVA)
11 Therefore they set taskmasters over them to oppress them with forced labour. They built supply cities, Pithom and Rameses, for Pharaoh. 12 But the more they were oppressed, the more they multiplied and spread, so that the Egyptians came to dread the Israelites. 13 The Egyptians became ruthless in imposing tasks on the Israelites, 14 and made their lives bitter with hard service in mortar and brick and in every kind of field labour. They were ruthless in all the tasks that they imposed on them.
Humanity is good at lots of things. Toast. Molecular biology. Marmalade. Podcasts.
We are also bad at a lot of things.
One of the bad things that we’re all too good at is setting up loops of injustice where the fear and resentment that drives our worst instincts compounds to make us ever more fearful and resentful. In this snapshot from Exodus we see that prejudice and oppression just make more prejudice and oppression.
This ancient drama we read is part of the ongoing drama of humanity learning to live with itself. We ourselves are part of that story. Our everyday actions contribute to the direction of travel of the species. Are we winding the vicious cycle forward — using fear to leverage whatever power we have over others? Or are we breaking the cycle and using hope to share whatever we can to nudge ourselves on to a virtuous cycle?
When you’re next at the crossroads, when you next have the choice to round up or round down, give up or step up, fold or build up, stagnate or grow, will you flourish or be churlish?
When my back’s against the wall
when I’ve given my all
when the story’s too tall
when they’ve had the gall,
when I want to give up and go home because it’s my ball…
Am I going to flourish or am I going to be churlish?
When I’ve had it up to here
when I want to give in to fear
when they’re grinding my gears
when I’m holding back tears
when my lip curls into a sneer
Am I going to flourish or am I going to be churlish?
When I have got used to the power
when I just want to glower
when I’m embellishing the ivory tower
when it’s the eleventh hour
and I’m sweet on being sour
Am I going to flourish or am I going to be churlish?
Prayer:
Dear God,
Daily, daily, daily
I have to
learn, learn, learn.
Thank you for your patience
and help me to
flourish.
Amen.
Login to comment.