The world is starved for mercy. Here's what to do

There are boycotts and prayers and social media status updates, if nothing else. But each time, I and others alarmed by injustice come up against the same realization: We are not God.

The injustice stands despite many people's best efforts, seemingly powerless against an increasingly autocratic wall of policies and institutions shielded by eroding federal transparency. The human toll of tragedies, domestic and worldwide, in the last few years has gone beyond a lesson in humility: It is a lesson in despair, desolation and a paucity of mercy.

By now it is pretty clear to a majority of Americans, though not a large enough majority to my liking, that a human leader is not God. President Donald Trump, however, has not seemed to have come to this realization. He continues to govern in a perverted image of a god — that is, with full assumption of omnipotence. With a flick of his thumb, he types out warnings, calling to unleash violence on protesters or defund time-honored institutions like the U.S. Postal Service. He eschews rules on immigration that constitute a bare and often inexcusable minimum of human rights for undocumented citizens. Trump and Homeland Security no longer worry (if they ever have) about disclosure or transparency. With the power of a demigod, they lack the compassion of any god, and certainly the mercy as well.

In my years in divinity school, I heard many times from scholars like St. Joseph Sr. Elizabeth Johnson and others that God is an ear or a shoulder to cry on or the presence in the life of a created being that plunges through the feeling of forsakenness in moments of greatest suffering.

In reflecting on Bruenig's recommendation, I have come to realize another difference between God and humanity. While knowledge of the world's suffering is the province of us all right now, the ability to infuse mercy is a skill we must build — a skill that God has. God, the great comforter, mends the gaps between us, tearing down the walls that separate and closing the crevasses of inequity and avarice. God ensures that no one is ever truly unaccompanied or minor.

Many times recently, I have found myself praying that I can send mercy or comfort or relief in the same way that I might send an envelope or donation to those children locked in hotel rooms, and still held in appalling conditions in border camps. In this time of social and physical distancing, I feel so palpably the existential separateness, the remoteness, of my human self from others.

And yet, I know that to lean into this separateness is to lean into avarice and hard-heartedness. All the world's great religious teachers, in every religion, ask people to view their humanity as fundamentally focused on our connection to each other. All truly helpful religion binds us together again, with mercy and compassion our connecting spaces.

Gerard Manley Hopkins once wrote:

I say móre: the just man justices;

Keeps grace: thát keeps all his goings graces;

Acts in God's eye what in God's eye he is —

Chríst — for Christ plays in ten thousand places,

Lovely in limbs, and lovely in eyes not his

To the Father through the features of men's faces.

We have been assigned the province of God — awareness of suffering and to action because of it. As long as Christ (or any vision of divine compassion) plays in 10,000 places, through the feature of human faces, the bonds of mercy cannot be truly severed. No walls can truly take away our connection, in the same way that a momentary "logging off" can help us build our compassion for days ahead. As long as the keepers of God's work for justice keep their hearts intact, the work will always continue.

[Rebecca Collins Jordan is an educator in New York City. Originally from Oregon, she is a graduate of Union Theological Seminary and the University of Montana.]

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