Lamentation Booths?

A. Unabashed Pacifist:

“I shall die, but that is all I shall do for Death.” – from Conscientious Objector, by Edna St. Vincent Millay

B. Unabashed Christian:

Holy One,

Nobody knows the trouble you’ve seen.
Nobody knows the pleasure you take from creation.
Nobody know the pain you experience through and with us.
Nobody knows the hopes you have for humanity.
Nobody knows the breadth of your involvement in our lives.
But that’s okay. We’re only human.
Amen

C. Un-quoting Jesus:

“The cross-over dribble is my favorite move in basketball.”

[We get it, but He never said it.]

D. Blog: Confession or Lamentation?

I feel little need to confess or repent at this point in my life, but I feel great need to lament. I do so not for my personal situation, which is now rather comfortable, but for the fact that I benefit from being part of systems that diminish or destroy the lives of too many people and too much of Earth's ecosystem.

I can say “don’t weep for me,” not because I think I’ll survive any troubles that come to me, but because any tears shed should fall for those who are victimized by the political, economic and religious systems that dominate this world.

I imagine that a confession booth can’t do much with this perspective, so perhaps we should institute lamentation booths…