I have come to believe that one strand woven into the DNA of every soul is a powerful sense of justice ... moral rightness. It's not that we are so just, but we know injustice in a heartbeat!
A child craves his parents' love, but sees their greater affection lavished on his sibling.
A man's identity is covered over by one who paints him a new one based on the color of his skin.
The promised family heirloom is taken by -- or, worse, given to -- another.
A girl "finds love," trusting herself to a man who then sells her favors to who knows how many others.
One's reputation is ruined by another, whether intentionally or from judgment without understanding.
A person of power imposes it not as he ought, but to the lesser standard of what he wants.
A penniless man is jailed for stealing small sums, while men of means bilk millions without impunity.
And when we suffer injustice of any sort or any size, it strikes a dissonant chord in the darkest caverns of our soul, reverberating from deep within us and rising in search of an unreachable crescendo, ever louder but never enough. It will not be muted until the wrong has been made right.
Two things we Christians must know. All people suffer injustices, some in greater magnitude than others, but we all are deeply affected by them. And we must be where injustice lives, for we are the body of Christ on earth and it is through us the he works his will and his ways.
The whole creation joins the Psalmist in crying out to God for justice; we the redeemed people of God must act within our gifts to fight injustice. No matter its form, no matter its size.
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