Resistance is the latest buzz word it seems, though it is not a new thing.
“Your modern ways don’t inspire me. Jah Jah guides.”
So is resistance futile, as so stated by the hive mind collective Borg in Star Trek? I don’t know, but I have found a nagging discomfort within regarding fully participating in the current manifestation of the so-called Resistance.
Perhaps it is because I have seen this all before. A new public figure demonized. The masses crying out for justice. A few bread crumbs of change thrown to mollify them until they return to their normal sleep walking existence while real change remains elusive.
So pardon me for my insistence at putting some distance between me and this instance of the Resistance.
Perhaps it is because I suspect that while our attention is on what seems obvious, the movement is subverted by the subtle, not-so-easily-discernable lies that keep us chained within.
So as I have pondered my resistance to the Resistance, a word has risen to the surface of my inner tumultuous ocean.
That word is persistence.
Another word for this (at least in theological circles) is faithfulness.
As I have reflected on what these words mean, some thoughts have begun to percolate in my brain.
Persistence is about taking the long view, vision, and/or second sight, by overlooking petty differences, and refusing to be short sighted.
Persistence is about humbly acknowledging that in the present we see through a glass darkly, that the revelation of truth is a gradual thing, that it best revealed in radically diverse company, and that no one person or group has a corner on the truth no matter how loud he/she/they may shout.
Persistence is a marathon, not a sprint.
Persistence is about learning to breathe and taking the time to do so. It is about both inhalation and exhalation. It is about being mindful of what we breathe in and what we breathe out. It is about what words we say and when silence can be a shout.
Persistence is an acknowledgement of the great cloud of witnesses, saints and sinners, who have walked this road before, and who are watching how we walk this road now. It is the knowledge that we break no new ground, that we walk in their footsteps, that this river at least, when we step into it, is the same river, is constant, and has been rushing since the beginning of time towards the inevitable thundering fall of justice.
Persistence is the trust in Alpha and the Omega, in the beginning and the end. It is the faith that we know the end to the story, and that this end is good news.
Persistence is never surrendering to despair, never giving up on hope, always believing that love conquers all, that love never fails.
It is remaining faithful to the bitter, and not so bitter, end.
So on this day, with this faith, I am joining the Persistence.
Join us, won’t you?