In the east, the sun was shining. In the west, there was a storm brewing. And even though our weather comes from the west, I still walked, hoping that the storm would wait. And then when I turned, there was a rainbow, partial at first, then dimming, then filling out.
And I thought about the story from Genesis, but I was not thinking about Noah or the animals or the ark. I was thinking about God – God who unilaterally disarmed, who hung up the bow never to engage in that kind of violence. And when the rainbow was just a fragment, it seemed a reminder that the bow, the weapon, had been broken.
God disarmed. Why can’t we? Why can’t we hang up our bows, our bombs, our guns, our violence. And why can't we turn away from those who use starvation as a weapon of war? How can we let the children of Gaza starve? How can we let the children of our own county starve?
It is time for all of us to hang up our bows.
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