Passover time comes
in a few weeks for the Jewish people. A bittersweet holiday,
literally. Bitter herb, Sweet wine, bitter slavery, sweet freedom,
tortured history, delicious deliverance. That’s kind of
the Jewish experience summed up. Bitterness, sweet salvation,
celebration. Usually involving food. Oh, and with one important
addition. It happened to us, and we cannot let it happen to
us again, nor can we avert our eyes while any other people suffers
the outrages of oppression, slavery, genocide such as did our
ancestors.
Had our own history
of oppression and genocide, and the world’s history of
oppression and genocide ended in 16th century BCE Egypt, Passover
would be nothing more than a quaint celebration of an ancient,
memorable but only moderately relevant event. But Pharaohs continued
to thrive throughout human history, in the guise of Pol Pot,
Stalin, Hitler, and Milosevic; and in the armies of the Cambodians,
the Turkish in their slaughter of the Armenians, the Nazis,
Rwanda, the Janjaweed in the Sudan.
Passover reminds
the Jewish people that the ancient story is more than relevant
history. As William Faulkner once said: The past is never dead;
it's not even past. The Passover story of an oppressed desperate
people crying out for deliverance is a current event.
But is this genocide?
And is this a Jewish concern? In a document seized from a Janjaweed
official was an order cited to commanders and security officers
to “change the demography of Darfur” making it void
of African tribes, and encouraging killing, burning villages
and farms and raping and subduing a substandard population.
How reminiscent of the worst crime against humanity in the 20th
century – the Holocaust, at which time laws were established
to do the same thing to Jews in Europe. Officially sanctioned
actions against a segment of the population with the intention
of eliminating them as a people.
The Jewish people
has a particular talent for recognizing exactly what happens
when a world turns its back on genocide. Hitler, when challenged
as to what would be the world’s reaction to the final
solution once remarked: Does anyone remember the Armenians?
Referring to the Turkish genocide of the Armenians in 1915.
About this Hitler was right. Very few did remember the Armenian
slaughter only decades earlier. And who talks about Cabodia
anymore? Even Rwanda was out of the news very shortly after
the massacres ceased, only reappearing when Hollywood took notice.
The world wants to put such incidents behind us quickly because
they are painful reminders of how off-centered the world is.
I could quote you
scores of Biblical references from your tradition, from our
tradition – Don’t stand idly by as your neighbor
bleeds; care for the stranger, the widow, the orphan in your
midst; what is hateful to you do not do to another.
I could also talk
about how the evil Pharaoh of the Exodus story was twisted in
the win by an all powerful God that reigned plagues upon Egypt
and cleft oceans in half to allow the oppressed to go free.
How the very earth opened to swallow the foes of ancient Israel.
But that might give
you the impression that this is still the way the world operates.
That prayer alone will combat the evils violence of racism and
intolerance. Or that the cry that comes up from a large mass
of people is heard on high.
The Jewish tradition
teaches that since we have become heirs to the moral tradition,
the ethical guidance of the Almighty Spirit, our very hands
have become God’s 10 billion hands. 10 billion hands that
could write postcards, or punch the computer keys daily sending
messages to Washington and to local legislators; 10 billion
wrists that might sport the green armbands; 10 billion eyes
that see the news reports almost instantly arriving from the
scene of the crime; 10 billion feet that could march at the
state capitol or in Washington, 10 billion mouths that incessantly
nag the waking world that genocide is occurring in our own lifetime.
10 billion souls testifying this coming Spring of Easter and
Passover that this is no Biblical History, this is no metaphoric
mythology.
This is Sudan. This
is Darfur. This is today.
I firmly believe
that the cry of the oppressed is issuing forth, and that you
and I are actually hearing it and our souls are being rocked
feverishly and painfully. The only way to achieve integrity,
the only to line up our faith, values, consciences and historic
wisdom is through continuing action, and I urge you to do it.
I hope you will join
us at Temple Israel two weeks from tonight to write postcards,
make phone calls, send internet messages and screen the vivid
compelling film Darfur Diaries: Message from Home.
There is
a time for every purpose under heaven. The time to act is now.