East of Eden.

We are living East of Eden.
200,000 gallons of oil per day are being pumped into the ocean; this is what life is like East of Eden.
Human beings are being treated like Lepers in Arizona; this is what life is like East of Eden.
When Christians are at the forefront of oppression towards alien, migrant, undocumented workers, Christians who are supposedly Exiles, who follow an Alien, Undocumented, Migrant Messiah, this is what life is like East of Eden.
We are a people who view the world through the eyes of white privileged men, Aristotle, Aquinas, Plato, and Augustine, instead of through the fathers and mothers of our faith, Ruth, Ester, Mary, Amos, Micah, and Jesus. We see the world through the eyes of conquers and the oppressors instead of through the eyes of those who desire to go back to Eden.
I am fed up.
I am fucking tired.
I am sick and tired of listening to men at church talk about funding colonializing missionaries to reach the people who have not even heard of Jesus…
I am sick of the salmon dying…I am sick of drowning polar bears…. I am sick of buildings…I am sick of airplanes…I am sick of being sick…I am sick of sitting with teenage girls that are addicted to pills…I am sick of life East of Eden.
My sickness is making me wake up…I am angry, I have a holy, a holy prophetic anger against this system, against the narrative that is dominating life in the Empire…
We are in exile, just as our ancestors were, we must as they did work for the radical and all-encompassing vision found in the words of Isaiah, Joel, and Hosea. It is time we like our tribal ancestors begin to resist…it is time we believe…
I want us to now relax and reflect on some readings of scripture. I do not want us to view the words as a far off promise, this is not how our ancestors viewed them, they viewed them as possibly happening in the hear and now. …after this I would like to discuss our experiences…what can we do to get this to take place.