As I write this blood is beginning to pour onto the streets of Burma. (And more here) The peaceful protests of the Buddhist monastic community in the country renamed Myanmar by its jackbooted dictators has been met with clubs and guns.
Last week I wrote a sermon reflecting on pacifism and considering how to live as if peace mattered.
I said then I wasn’t settled on the matter. I remain unsettled.
And, and I stand in awe of Burma’s monastic community, taking beatings, taking bullets, and, at least so far, apparently not retreating.
The Generals may win the day, but I witness the monks, nuns and their supporters, and I wonder if the better way isn’t being revealed.
Perhaps a better day is dawning…
In the meantime Danny Fisher has some suggestions on what we can do to help.
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