Again I saw all the
oppressions that are practiced under the sun. Look the tears of the
oppressed—with no one to comfort them! On
the side of their oppressors there was power—with no one to comfort them.
And I thought the
dead, who have already died, more fortunate than the living, who are still
alive; but better than both is the one who has not yet been, and has not see
the evil deeds that are done under the sun. Ecclesiastes 4:1-3
The above text is taken from the reading we heard in chapel today
at Morning Prayer. My mind immediately filled up again with multiple images and
sounds I cannot forget. The slaughter of innocents seemingly never comes to an
end.
I put hope in the words of Psalm 30: Weeping may linger for the night, but joy comes with the morning. How
can we shorten the night? How can we comfort the oppressed; how can we confront the oppressors?
Sr. Mary Catherine Wenstrup, OSB
